Not / Heart-Related Poem by Alan Hickman

I'm smiling out loud to myself and why not?
The sun is still shining (the air smells of spring)
I should be able to finish my book
And the pain in my shoulder? —it's
NOT /
Heart-related

I may be a bit off my prose, as they say
I am flush but not ready to rhyme
I've had a rough month full of morbid surmise
And my arm hurts like hell but it's
NOT /
Heart-related

It's been a good time for depression and dread
And things haven't clicked for awhile
In the midst of the day I forget who I am—
My words turn to mush in my head! —
But I've been to the doc, and he says that it's
NOT /
Heart-related

On St. Valentine's Day, I adjourn to the mall
Seeking hard-candy sweets with bon mots
Then I pick up a cookie at Lin's Chinese Grill
Bon-temps-ting both fortune and fate
But no matter how many fried foods I've consumed, it's
NOT /
Heart-related

So I'm smiling out loud to myself and why not?
"My Girl" - "I Luv You" - "Crush on! "
"You will receive a (long overdue) break! "
For no matter how awful the pain, IT IS
(Aunty-emphatically, fat-categorically)
NOT /
Heart-related.