My heart and my head disagree on what is best for my body
So they have decided
To divide
To amicably separate
And go their own ways
Though my mind sings the songs of reason and intellect
My heart writes serenades of love and fellowship
The two egotistical beasts falsely believe
That one is stronger without the other
Or that perhaps they may force the other to see reason
I cannot be controlled nor tethered by reason,
I cannot be set free by unbridled creativity
You see art must be real
Though it may be idealized
Or greatly manipulated
You see imagination without mind
Are thoughts without language
And without heart
It is words without meaning
So it is unknown how this prevalent divorce of the two
May benefit anyone or anything