Let's open our notebooks and review:The heart is a muscle.
Muscles have filaments, they produce force
and motion
and in that marvelous force and motion
true things come unearthed
and facts can vanish;
each filament with its own amazing ability
can create or destroy,
flood with joy today
and rage tomorrow--
the possibilities are endless.
The heart's blind and deaf, only
knowing its pulses--ardor and qualm,
dismay, aplomb,
fear
some of which are crimes
and some are cheered on.
