An innocent heart needs to be restrained so it doesn't hurt itself.
With the “age of reason” comes the ability to lock it away in an asylum of reason, where it sobs quietly.
Then the apparent coldness of the host is in fact the face of a warden.
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On rare occasions however, in a futile spasm of defiance, the prisoner gathers all of its residual strength and attempts to free itself by striking the cell door with clenched fists...till they start bleeding.
The warden doesn't stir, as the dull banging resounds accross the hollow corridors of the prison.
This paroxysm of agony ends as the heart collapses to the cell floor, once again having depleted the last breath of love.
1 comment:
Well, you are not the first who curses the 'reason'. Reason now is like a virus, thoughtlessly being spread with the help of a 'reasonable' people.
The only emotions we see nowadays are in TV news after disasters, when the sufferers have microphones shoved under their noses asked: How do you feel?"
Zenon
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