That pain from sense is brought along
by messengers within the spine.
These couriers will carry word,
from ache to brain, to say what hurts.
When suffering strikes mind or soul,
these heralds have nowhere to run;
they lounge around, discuss their day,
and wait for heartbreak to set in.
Then they resume. It's what they do.
And here they come, because of you.
Heartbreak © Copyright 2021, Robert J. Tiess.
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Submitted: March 2, 2019