I TAKE HEART

So I will lay here
And take heart
I will lay broken
I will wear out
Like the wreath
By the graveland
And pointing silence
An age towards Graceland

I will lay black
Just to take heart
Bestow no hope
I love this grope
Besides hell belly
Please set
my dinner
And Take her yonder
I hate this murder


Oh!"stop
this wander,
Heart grows fonder
I guess she
never ponder

So I take heart
Wrecked and lay back

There's a slight typographical error in the last line of your third stanza. Please do a check on that.

As simple as this poem presents itself to the naked eye, it actually cloaks a beautifully and complexly structured piece of art. I think I can indulge myself and lay the blame on the complex structure for not quite being able to make meaning out of your second stanza. I'd really appreciate an analysis, brother. Above all, this is a beautiful piece that strikes.


And, gtim4uall, have you ever thought about punctuating poetry?