Wise Beyond Your Ears
was what I thought
I heard them say of you,
to which I wondered
if wisdom also
floated far off the island
of your bladder,
if prudence and common sense always sailed past
the shoreline of your spleen,
and what of your stout heart,
your inflated lungs,
your Roman nose,
not a single anatomical part,
they seemed to say,
fit for donation.
was what I thought
I heard them say of you,
to which I wondered
if wisdom also
floated far off the island
of your bladder,
if prudence and common sense always sailed past
the shoreline of your spleen,
and what of your stout heart,
your inflated lungs,
your Roman nose,
not a single anatomical part,
they seemed to say,
fit for donation.