Poem-A-Day: Day 156

Double Downed

Double down deep,
deep to the heard
sounds of heart beats
congealing deep,
deep down and greased over,
through, solid paste
and pastel amazement
dripping clearing thoughts,
though it seems harmless,
the armless birdlike creature
creates some crater,
a hole, not a whole beast,
but it beats, streams heat
down deep into,
double downing, drowning blood
in waves, sine waves,
heard as bleeps deep down,
deep within the chest.