Saturday, 24 August 2013

VI


H E A R T .

What are the desires of my heart? Who can say, or number them, or locate them in anatomy. If my heart hurts where do you rub? What is its geography? If its grief: a little to the left, up one ventricle and down the other side. If its heartbreak: just that fissure down the very middle, could we patch that up? How does one search the hearts depths? A flashlight too bright and a candle too likely to burn. No valve would let you through to poke inside and find what you’re looking for. What do I want, what do I feel, how much and why… None of these can be dug out or wrestled into the open. No. The heart is not a mystery that can be explored. It is a mystery.






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