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The Organ in my Chest

The mending of the rending of the heart, is a step that I’d forgotten how to start, but here I climb upon my knees

to rise to feet with little ease

and hope it doesn’t end with the demise,

of the organ in my chest for if it does, it is at best

an’unmended rended

heart

without caress.

—Brad Deighan