Poesia (20.2)

Cardiac Arrest

My heart has been beating to

A different set of drums lately.

Inexplicable as it may sound

No idea comes to mind

When deep thinking is put

Through my useless conscience.

Little do I know

On heart issues

(Or specificities

Should I better name

Them)

And less even do I wonder

About each hug given

On stage.

Each of those two hugs

That so distant seamed

But so warm made my heart.

Love is not what moves me,

Dare I to know what is then.

Just sure of my heart

I am

And how brave it remains

Even being stuck

In such a small cage

That is my chest

Just of my heart I am sure

And just of his pain

For being told what to do
And whose oxygen should he drain.