My heart, it breaks
in tiny ways the blood cannot get in to seal.
So it remains in crazy cracks, all over pain
makes mute appeal
- and all that it can feel is ache. The only thing
that could fuse back and cauterize the miniscule,
but deep-sunk wounds that torture me -
is if some one could come along
with lightning-crack, with back-to-life,
and make of me
a greater fool.