SCALING MY HEART

SCALING MY HEART Fiery tough twists a blade Oozing plough digs a hole On the scale raging all days On a scar; not healed on rolls Way back I weighed lot better On my path; battered to the letter To think of my loin asking a grip And see my breath holding a riff Abundance called a tone of grace Spoke to my heart a tone of relief Just back when grass was all green Smiled a ton of relief on my heart What Now? They asked me There! You'll get a rain Will I join a cat race; will I ? Will I pick a chariot band? All wants to glue to the dance All wants to dance to the tune Save me a time Let me check my heart Whence forth it goeth Turf on its nest can wait Scaling my heart Checking for a wrinkle Bailing my hale and hearty Checking for a dimple Is it in right condition Has attrition got'n o'er it? On the far felt wind of tuss On the sinister imposed by men Come home to thy abode Says nine to ten on my rhymes To give all; collect no such biles Nurse no evil; they infest thee by On a day; you'll be calm I'll fix all the dimples, zapped! Take up thy dried fragments Net it up with blood, circulate! Till all its reaches smile And all its gall taken away Constantly scaling and re-scaling Till weight on the balance is right