The Plea Poem by Jay L. Morris
The Plea
Upon the removal
of my heart,
before I've become
all cut apart.
I plead to you now
from the very start.
Douse me good,
if you will.
Pickle me thorough,
and be a sport.
So if I should, perchance,
awaken with a start
upon removal of my heart.
May 1972
Wednesday, January 29, 2014
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