Heart Transplant
I am a miserable victim
of regular heart-transplant
the first heart troubled me
the second was oversize
the third is had ten chambers
It emerged to hearts of today
are no longer biological organs
in functional system of life
I do not trust pastors either
priests tell me own things
three rings I have put on
I’ll hire a spy at any fee
to scribble daily report about
about covert life of my heart
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