The man with the unravelling heart
can be easily spotted on the streets

His chest pocket sheds crimson letters
on the shadow raking the asphalt

If you happen to see him
do not step on his bleeding footprints
let them kindle fall leaves with yearning

Just remind him please that
the parenthesis he carries on shoulders
belongs to a perfect love poem

The finder will be given in reward
the poem with the other parenthesis


Published in Butterfly Thunder, anthology of The Ontario Poetry Society, 2007