Stephanie Allen Crist

So I tell you now the point of this:
to retch up the tangled emotions of the mind,
spewing sewage on the page,
raw and unfiltered—
a veritable heart-string maze.

So I beg you now to keep in mind:
the raw, unsalted, unseasoned wounds revealed
are but a take on a life,
not the whole of the heart—
a fragmented truth of today.