actuality

was his heart discovered,
(at last)
or was it left in its destroyed womb,
a capillary burst waging
iron against equations?

perhaps it was born too late,
this heart, forever jousting
against some wooly beast
gnawing at arteries.

or maybe it should have been
left upon a green-hilled
fortune, awed
at the screaming innocents
below.  they are unaware
of the explosions
in their chests.