After many days

As though I drank your jagged shadow
and couldn't spit it out

After many days
I didn't know, from nowhere
you would come and rake my heart
rake my heart

again

As though I swallowed your beaten spirit
and couldn't gulp it down

After many days
I didn't know, from nowhere
you would come and stroke my heart
stroke my heart

again

As though with you, I chewed away some of me 
and couldn't tell us apart

After many days
I didn't know, from nowhere
we would come and probe my heart
probe my heart

like many days back.

Shringi
January 30, 2017

Painting: After Many Days by Thomas Hart Benton

Wrote the poem while listening to 'The Robin's Jar' by My Brightest Diamond 
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hL3xTt-cvSU