Cyanide.
Cyanide is a very strong poison. In this poem, Frith Hilton alludes to what it feels like for a heart free of chains, its growth, improvement, and choice.
Cyanide
Washing to shore
as poison assures
in a secret detox
selling off stock
she brought joy
a sole haddock
working a door
for me to salt.
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