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There It Lay Solitary
by Philip F De Pinto
I had lost heart
And so as one cannot
Live without one
I went searching
For a replacement
Thus encountered yours
In an elephant sale
Which I purchased
On the spot
How could I not?
There it lay solitary
Pulsating as an isle
On a table vast and mahogany
For all I know
Or any man knows
Your island was the Easter kind
Making strange and unalterable faces
At every would be purchaser by
Of the kind that is lost and remote
Far and away retreated from all the rest
It never fails
That it was a heart
Whose original owner
That being you
Pretty much lost heart
In retaining such
But would put it up for cheap
In a pakiderm sale
Preferring to stuff
Her chest cavity
With dough in lieu
As you can trust
Never to shatter
As will a heart
Such as is fearful to break
For my reaping alone
And the moral
Is for myself alone to reap
That although I did not pay
Much for said item today
I would pay dearly
Further down the chain
If I dared such a link retain
Nevertheless
It will be this heart I keep
For worse or better
That swaddles me in weeping
And joy in wakefulness
And in my sleep
To liberate all the poetic senses
Is to hear it palpitate
Alongside the shadow
Of what once was my art
And found art albeit it is lost
is the perfect find
To start reconstituting life
In time such as is my life
Will be seeking to locate
Your other parts
The all you had lost heart in
Which your divining heart
Will lead me to
Strewn on other tables
Vast and mahogany
In other elephant sales
If fortune be on my side
And pairs do not mottle
In no time
I will reconstitute
The entire lost notion of you
And wont that be divine
All your collected parts
Chiming in the wind
Adjoined to mine
In love's truer throttle
01/01/2015 Posted on 01/01/2015
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