Marble Hearts Poem by John Sensele

Marble hearts switch between blowing hot and cold
Marble hearts feel normal and formal despite discontent in their tent
Marble hearts seal deals that soon grow old with no legacy told
As an established pattern seen in every salient event.

Marble hearts hardly care whether harm arises from their ego tripping
Marble hearts with their tarts in blue carts sound a sorrow knell
Marble hearts in their self indulgence go off ripping
As if these hearts wouldn't have a sad story one day to tell.

Marble hearts with their fine arts loving hearts can't accurately draw
Marble hearts with their lives intransigence can't dish out live emotions
Marble hearts at best in matters of can't conjure up a thaw
As feelings and ceilings advise on precautions.

Marble hearts with their impassivity can't heal
Marble hearts with surface ties tinged with lies can't soothe
Marble hearts with their disloyalty partners can kill
As in their escapades with spade cards only in blues partners can bathe.