Forty Days
And I grew to be functionless without it
I longed for its swift return, that I migh continue life
As I sunk to my knees in frustration and anguish
I called out for assistance from anyone at all
But I didn't count on you
You said you'd help me reclaim my missing organ
Only if you could have it in forty days
My desperation to be freed from my hell overcame me
And Iquickly agreed to your terms, then thought
How terrible it would be to lose something just regained
But I didn't count on this
Forty days and a deluge of emotions later
My heart is in your possession, as promised
Strangely enough, I don't feel the same despair
I still feel blood flowing through my arteries
Could I have taken your heart to replace mine?
That was not part of the agreement
But you didn't count on me
So we'll spend the next few months together
Waxing and polishing the other's heart
Sharing memories, events, and passionate kisses
And working on our powers of clairvoyance
Beth Siler
11/15/98
11/15/98
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