The Day of the Weak
You don’t get to make the clocks
or keep the time, you only get to define
what’s yours. From the frame of your body,
that screaming fabric, the big heart beats.
Who are you without it and what’s killing you now?
You might end up alone or confused; but there’s no use
for a big heart if you have a weak soul.
[© 2010 Sophia Nelson]
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