Sunday, February 26, 2017

Pieces

she is a puzzle
each piece needing the others
but earthquakes overlook
that one simple fact
and start to shake her apart
the wind scoffs
and flicks a piece away
here and there
to the amusement of itself
the pieces are so random
that she is left
not knowing if her legs
will hold her up
if her lungs
will fill with air
if her head
will stay on her shoulders
or if her heart
will beat a steady drum
she just waits
near the window glass
watching the pieces fly by
while she pieces together
a puzzle of her own




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