Monday, November 7, 2011

Reckoning

I shall dig deep the hole

in which I hide my heart.

There it shall lie,

secure, safe,

and unscathed.


On the day that the master returns

I shall retrieve my heart

and present it before him,

intact, entire

and untarnished.


© Ken Rookes

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