Heart-Heartedly

 

I didn’t mean to dig your heart out

then kick it down the hall in anger

too late now you heartless little bastard

 

if I pick it up and wash it under the tap

would you trust me to sew it back in

I’m told I’m quite good at connectivity

 

no need to back away, hands held in horror

if you wish to remain a hollow man you may

I’ll feed your heart to the dogs, they love you anyway

 

 

Copyright May 2017

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