05/22/2013

It’s well-traveled now this heart
And seen its share of cracks
But hearts don’t break
Squishy, spongy things that they are
No matter how pierced
Cribriform to the point of useless
They’re more resilient than you’d think
They find ways of coming back stronger than the last time
And all those holes seal tighter
At least that’s what I’d like to believe.