#104 - how is the heart divided?

13.4.20

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how is the heart divided?

this part for kindness

a region for truth

here’s bravery – pump it

in among all shadows cast

and sometimes feel the heart is far

must be a deep down thing

tame one

so it will obey

turns take it

and close enough to touch

still the heart keeps score

here for the friends and feint ruled here

loves lost and found

rhythm it keeps

cannot be called time

at one end take my temperature

have you a weakness for things of it?

a flat line wept

and have one they say

will you settle for that’s all?

here comes the girl with the tray

and will two hearts add up?

at weddings and funerals

comes into its own

wrap up a butcher’s flag in the heart

sketch – make a mind map from

comes after the stomach for

and is the heart in it?

everyone is emissary

sweet as the nothings of whisper

a pillow talks

and from the heart

(that was always a beat up)

just a few chords

round and round

must have meant nothing once

here’s eye to eye

the heart in bed

and takes to tongue

with you instead

a wail! hear new heart

fresh from the flesh

this one wears plumes

the faux polite

a painted heart

fond daub on mine

cracked, you’ll say

no oil painting

in all its centuries of toil

what conquests and what vanquishings

how often run through, torn to shreds

hoist on own petard –

that’s the heart rhetorical

(its reason of which no one knows)

here’s the fellow with the cello

and on the erhu come across

some say it sings

when no one’s looking

ear nose and throat? or with the lungs?

and curled up, unconnects

all umbilicus is

a drawer where correspondence keeps

never matter when

honeyed words

here’s volcano

dizzy after with a flutter

do the Montezuma

hold high

make maniac rant

was it the swan singing? 

the heart like a question thrown?

then sometimes when a thing’s decided

the heart will still go back

go misty

make a meaning mess

there are days truly wonder

how is the heart divided

and is this for effect?

of course it is really a part of the head

and heal it

take these pills

you’ll know later in the plot

saints candle it

old gods tear out

and when the heart is parted

the organ of remembrance

gives a little moonhowl to show the mood is right

and how do you think I remember?

take half a heart, that’s how it was

go on, divide it further

soil of your birth some say

there’s so much that was stolen away

an open mind is one thing

little bird telling

and this much faster

blew like a leaf along

how all hearts are dust

who wants to hear that?

to whom shall we listen

but our own then?

barbed heart and the wire crept under

words gone to their maker

turn, turn again

smile in the heart, all said