Cardiomyopathy

You want a more exacting life?
Then let your heart begin to die.
You'll feel as if you took a knife
If you give flights of stairs a try.
You'll breathe as if you've run a block
When all you did was cross the room,
And need to nap at two o-clock
If you intend to use the broom.
Your wife may say, “Let's walk a while.
It is such a lovely day,”
And you'll respond, “That's not my style.
I'm apt to perish on the way.”



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2017-01-26 at 00:16

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