Why not?
Posted in Main, Verse on February 7th, 2008 by MarkusSomething of mine, from a long time ago:
Eating out my heart again,
Its taste still on my tongue,
I spat it out and left it
To lie,
Drying,
In the sun.Living heartless in the world,
For some days I endured,
Then I returned
Beneath the Sun
And found
My heart had cured.
We’ll call it–”Beneath the Sun.” No. “Cured Heart.” Yeah. Why not?
