Yellow Brick Heart

 

Yellow Brick Heart
Kitchen storm—plates crash like thunder,
dust spins gold in the cracked light.
Suitcase of dreams shoved under the chair,
maps bleed color across the scarred table.Follow your yellow brick heart
through fear’s black jaws,
through dark that tastes like iron.
Every ripping mile
sews you back whole.Courage burned like a struck match,
spark already alive in your ribs.
Brains sharp as broken glass,
love thick as wet earth.Scarecrows leak straw, tin vows flake rust,
shadows with lamprey teeth gnaw at your tremble—
but the shaking itself
cuts them loose.Curtain tears like paper.
Wizard’s just an old man’s cracked grin.
Tap frayed heels, close your eyes—
the road never stole you.
It only showed your heart
how to walk home
through its own glowing door.Short, vivid, and still carries the full emotional journey.
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