When the heart is dead <br />The poet should be as well <br />If he allows verse <br />To wiggle out of <br />Bony intellectual crevices <br />Of the skull <br />Instead of dripping <br />From his veins <br />Like passionate blood <br />From deeply cut <br />Emotional wounds <br />Leaving psychic scars <br />Surviving for eternity <br />In the disconsolate universe.<br /><br />Uriah Hamilton<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/when-the-heart-is-dead/
