Jayl Morris - The Plea

Upon the removal
of my heart,
before I've become
all cut apart.
I plead to you now
from the very start.
Douse me good,
if you will.
Pickle me thorough,
and be a sport.
So if I should, perchance,
awaken with a start
upon removal of my heart.

May 1972

Jayl Morris

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