Heart weeps.
Head tries to help heart.
Head tells heart how it is again
You will lose the ones you love. They will all go. But even the earth will go, someday.
Heart feels better, then.
But the words of head do not remain long in the ears of heart.
Heart is so new to this.
I want them back, says heart.
Head is all heart has.
Help, head. Help heart.
(Paris Review, 213, Spring 2015, page 194)
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