the listening ear
does sometimes wish
that its lips did not advise so well.
Dullish vessels
live to keep
much hidden well.
stones lay in strewn in one’s path
so that through trips
one will know how to fall
a little more well.
hope and nectared dreams
stay and seem to
keep all going quite well.
a selfish heart always
will wish its tears
were not such an endless well.
intotheindigo 
If that is true… I must have a selfish heart indeed.