Broken

Broken

Too fragile
for animation,
sentience,
breathing.

Inside walls
of bones
everything shatters,
infinitely.

A discovery of old roots
traps my present tense heart
which weighs a burden of foul words.

It has known too much-
it breaks at night
and smiles brashly
to the daylight
not showing its broken curves.

And that scale, sinking
wants to close
all entries and doors.

The Ice Tree and mother Earth

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