[8]
     
    
   
   
    
     
       
     
    
   
   
    
     
      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