LOVE IS LIKE
LOVE IS LIKE A DOG FROM HELL
It was at the Horseshoe you cried over
Molly Mann I cried because you cried
over her not me Love is an axe to the soul you say
almost 25 yrs. to the day I am beginning to
wonder if the pleasure is worth the pain
There is a ring with a cracked heart in it’s centre
If you squeeze it the crack disappears but
it always returns It is: the heart that cannot heal
It ended up under my bed for 10 yrs.
Discovered there on the last day in my 1st house with my 3rd husband
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(..I wanted an answer, a neat answer..
..woman is perfect..)
Hilda Doolittle 1931
Spring 2013 Songanddancegirl Bukowski H.D.