Andre’s heart must have
called out from the shrine
thumping inside gold
whispering from behind
braided ropes
you grabbed the reliquary
and walked it down the street
like a lantern, as if it could
light the way back home
in the middle of the night
a heat radiates all the way
upstairs to your bed
wakes you up
draws you down
into the basement
to feel the warmth
of a single organ
you were so
compelled
to steal
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AWESOME story behind Brother Andre's stolen heart: http://archives.cbc.ca/arts_entertainment/visual_arts/topics/1437-9367/
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