The Savagery of Human Hearts
The savagery of human hearts is best
When violence is banned. The pressure swells
As in an autoclave when love is pressed.
A pressure cooker squeezes charging cells
Erupting from the vessels in our chests.
Erythrocytes and leukocytes, impelled
By crusheduppassion, launch themselves from nests
Of joy and pain. Platelets are compelled
To abandon the task of blocking. They
Refuse to be betrayal of revolt.
They quit that intricate burial, sway
Against treachery to clot with a jolt.
Barbaric blood blasts persecution.
Rage is the ultimate revolution.