Thursday, February 24, 2005

Hello old friend

I slip my hands into my chest, at last.
I pull out a tiny throbbing mass...

"Well, hello you! So small and thin...
Have I neglected you? How have you been?
You poor thing, come here, you must be fed.
Lets snack on wisdom, both known and read,
digest the things we learned together
and set all this drama aside forever."

My heart answers a weak but happy reply
So we get reaquainted, myself and I.

1 Comments:

Blogger Anonymous Poet said...

This could be an episode of E.R.!

11:29 PM  

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