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.
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