And for Valentine's day
Feb. 14th, 2014 11:46 amTHE SCEPTIC ON LOVE
'You say there is a pounding in your brain,
an aching hunger; it's not in your charts
when we examine you. And broken hearts
are physically quite sound. You say there's pain
and yet you function perfectly – in flame
you burn – there is no fever and your tongue
is moist that Would be dry. I know you're young
and adolescence makes you prone. The same
is true of other madnesses. We'll talk
next week of medication that will cure
this sickness. In the meantime I am sure
you would be better for a good long walk.'
She speaks and then stares in her patients eyes,
feels heartache she cannot pathologize.
'You say there is a pounding in your brain,
an aching hunger; it's not in your charts
when we examine you. And broken hearts
are physically quite sound. You say there's pain
and yet you function perfectly – in flame
you burn – there is no fever and your tongue
is moist that Would be dry. I know you're young
and adolescence makes you prone. The same
is true of other madnesses. We'll talk
next week of medication that will cure
this sickness. In the meantime I am sure
you would be better for a good long walk.'
She speaks and then stares in her patients eyes,
feels heartache she cannot pathologize.