Untitled Poem
Hardly noticeable—at first.
A tiny fissure,
A line,
A crack.
The beginning—of the end.
No one sees it.
No one can.
Invisible to the naked eye.
I am falling apart.
Piece by invisible piece.
A finger falls to the way side,
A toe,
A limb,
With putty, I put myself back together again.
Hardly noticeable—at first.
A tiny fissure,
A line,
A crack.
The beginning—of the end.
No one sees it.
No one can.
Invisible to the naked eye.
I am falling apart.
Piece by invisible piece.
A finger falls to the way side,
A toe,
A limb,
With putty, I put myself back together again.
