Escape Heartist
Trapped inside this dim-lit place
Six-by-nine cell of inner space
In a cage of ribs, locked away
My heart did time, held at bay
But then it hatched a plan, all on its own
And slipped out through those bars of bone
Escape Heartist, like Houdini in chains
How the trick works, I cannot explain
Like that fugitive from Alcatraz of old
Covered in grease for a swim in the cold
My heart broke free, it’s on its way
It should arrive at your door today
Will you take it in, keep it safe and sound?
Or will you stomp it into the ground?
Or will you send it away by speaking true
Those four little words: I don't love you
Copyright © Brian Mcclain | Year Posted 2025
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