The following bit is a piece of original work by yours truly. The title is not actually a title, yet it speaks volumes. It was written as part of a class assignment to keep a journal, so the “title” is merely the heading for that day’s Journal Entry, but note the date. It gives motivation to the theme.
It was written 40 years ago at the ripe old lovelorn age of 17.
February 13, 1975
Untie the knot at the base of your skull
That holds your brain all safe and snug.
Remove your brain, all safe and snug,
Lay it down beside you,
And pray that a better day will come.
That covers your heart all broken and torn,
Carefully though. It can’t take much more.
Remove your heart, all broken and torn.
Carry it down to the Heartsmith’s Shop.
Ask if he can have it ready by Friday.
“By Friday!” he shouts. “You Crazy?! You Dumb!!
“I’ll never be able to fix this thing!
“It’s Broken. It’s Torn. There’s nothing to spare!
“What the hell have you done to your heart!?
“A more tortured heart I’ve never seen.”
“But, I’ll tell you what I’ll do. I’ll give you three bucks.
“Take it off of your hands. I’ve been looking for
“Something like this to put on display. For novelty purposes,
So I sold him my heart for three one dollar bills,
Turned my back and walked quickly away. Now and again
I walk by that shop to look at the heart
That’s on display,
For all the world to see.