Piker Press — Weekly Journal of Arts and Literature
April 27, 2026

Heartless-can-be?

I'm wild and sometimes even heartless-can-be, I'm fond of collecting illusions to ruin ...

Heartless-can-be?

I'm wild and sometimes even heartless-can-be,
I'm fond of collecting illusions to ruin,
I'm breaking the rules life has written for me,
"Create to destroy" best describes what I'm doing.
I'm scarily dangerous, silently loud -
A walking disaster you'd better ignore,
The pain in the neck of a desperate crowd.
But I'm like a magnet - you'll only want more.

You'll figure me out, you'll get to the core -
One beauty, two fears, three dangers - it's me.
You'll enter my heartspace and close the door
For anyone else who I wanted to be.
My truth was denying devotion and faith,
And now you've proved right the opposite true.
A chain of mistakes is the sign of my days;
My strength will forgive me - it led me to you.




You can find out more about April A. through her creative works here.

More by April A. → More poetry → Full issue →
Share: 𝕏 f
Reader Comments
1 Reader Comment
emre
02/09/2011
12:33:14 PM
very good.
Leave a Comment






All comments are moderated.
Commenting policy