#122 - dear hearts

2.5.20

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dear hearts

to heart

shy, hiding

some make fanfare

some make strife

gone spare

and tinker too

young to the idea

with just a little leap

mine yours

hotwire

who will know this language?

if by the book

hearts all forbidden, locked

lost to a paradise

the manual heart

will hillstart

shapes surprising

curious colours

cravings the tum cannot own

hearts are chasm to catch in bed

this billowing conversation

breath beside the body bags

grudge, are hive

hop, skip, hope

all limited to time

an ache in it

or skip the beat

syncopantic sycophant

it’s reckless to a rhyme

makes things up merely

letters all begin with ‘dear’

all are limited to time

have you seen seas part

rivers cross

?

come to a stillness

no one yet knows

in one life are many parts

here’s the healing one

an old technology for feeling

midmost in

not one’s mind

breath of lost dreaming deeps

ventricle, auricle

sewn up

here’s a workaround

whole, no that cannot be

it’s long since decided

gather round friends

backs to the fire

lend an epic ear

no need to motivate the plot

it comes in any order

some say theirs is not in it

others claim just half

past the use-by hammering out

this terrible tattoo

ache in it or caper

true words are from here

beer sincere

do gods, angels

have these?

ill wind with my sliver

a mine of gold

and arrow quick

is it a fixed idea flags wrap?

one bled, crowned in thorns

guns of a salute all sing

have one, won’t you?

patter feet and earth patch

these are as well the heart

hold it up still beating

bring down this little sky in tears

when only the heart is at home