Goodbye to the broken heart. Goodbye to the heart that crossdresses as death;
the heart that chases ambulances, cheats at Monopoly, plagiarizes skywriting.
Goodbye to the heart of fools gold and busted pianos, book burning and unlearning.
Goodbye to the heart that beats a crooked path in the blood.
Hello to the heart that beats a truer, steadier song.
Rise and continually repeat yourself.
RichRant 