The Heart

what happens to a broken heart?

does it melt like lipstick 
trapped in a car on 
the hottest day of the year?
or does it implode 
like a star in great fear?
does it shatter like confused glass?
or bust and fall over--
like a runner ending last?

maybe it withers 
like an old thread. 

or maybe it's just dead. 

~Ode to Mr. Langston~
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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