June 21, 2017Poem
As circulation slows
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As circulation slows
You will feel cold
Air or blood
It is no matter
Each need to move
To be refreshed
Warm air rises
Water expands,
As it freezes
Ice floats
Pipes burst
Blood vessels need
To be kept warm
A cold heart
Is an arterial bleed
Away from
A cardiac arrest
If you lock it up
Throw away the key
There will be no reprieve
For good behaviour
In isolation
Reach out
We are not self-sufficient
A warm body
Held closely
Gives efficient heat exchange
A pressure valve will
Regulate the release of
Endorphins
Flushing the system
With good humour
We are plumbing
With soul.