Secret

Slop-pail of my heart
                Don't walk of my heart

        Sanded street of my oily heart
Careless match of my incendiary grain heart

Moon walk of my heart
                Tell tale of my heart

Know you from somewhere of my big brain heart
        Blister on the tip of my toiling heart

Billowing fan of fires
                My heart heart of yours

Devoured by bare hands the task of a seared heart
Idle finger of old ET    the bike basket of my Sears heart

My heart collects wires
                My heart's shiny lures