In the sluice of my heart & the forge of my mind,
Throughout both organs my spirit does wind.
I explore halls in my head & my chambered heart.
Their walls embossed with both knowledge & art.
My wits the Greek chorus to my cardiac play.
Waxing & waning in concert each day.
The mind & the heart, the other’s yin to one’s yang,
Coexist for life like a bell & it’s clang.
Grey matter & muscle a reciprocal whole…
Bad blood between them fermenting my soul.