Bad Poetry for a Good Friend

Hey all.  It's been a while.  Sorry, I'm not so sure I love blogging as much as other people do.  Anyway, here' the first post of the year!




A friend of mine went in for open-heart surgery today.  This poem is for him.  

Mechanics

The heart, that is,  

The literal,

Not that, 

The figurative

Is complex

And multi-

Functional

The heart, however

Miraculous,

Is not

Perfect

They break

And need

Fixing

How I wish

That I 

Were a 

Mechanic