feel the depressions in sheets and look at yourself
mirrored in silent charity by friends who knew you when
wings broken and tiny shards of bone and wisps of feathers scatter on the floor.
the smoke makes you so listless like embers in a fire
and you walk some path that winds and winds on grass thats mediocre green
Pick up disbanded elements: theres too much
and no one can sort the pieces save but you
hey, maybe you were blind before in some blissful dream
crisp lines and soft truths rescue you
jaded now, fuzzy shapes careen around your window
sharp knives behind doors wait in slience with shiny mouths
posted in participation with Three Word Wednesday
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