Tuesday, January 7, 2014

the puzzle that is grace

the pieces do not pick themselves up
nor do they put themselves back together
they're fully occupied being pieces
holding their forms and edges
retaining their character and content
the sounds sights tastes and smells
and somatic memory
of the force of detaching
and scattering
a diaspora as traumatic as any
and long floating falls from grace
there they are
right where they fell

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