7.6.10

Poem: "Heart Surgery"


After heart surgery, he appeared
at supper smiling, though hunched over,
as if his soul had trouble holding him
up
as if he were floating among the worn
tables and ragged cushions despite
himself, despite a ragged slit 
down his shaven chest,
once opened and bared
so intimately touched, so visceral  —

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