My Disjuncture

You Lil Dickens

Why does the World see fit to test my will — my resolve? Why does the Universe insist on tempting fate on my behalf? I come, as I am — take me or leave me Just give me back my shreds of dignity My walls are always up, strong and tall I used to think — impenetrable I added guards around the perimeter Efficiency — my key signature Guarding something precious and rare Careful! Fragile, handle with care! A rare glass heart resides there Behind these walls I have built Extraordinary measures have been taken To defend this fragile heart and her fragments She is encased in thick ice Must be protected in more ways than once or twice She weeps in the heat of an argument She melts when she sees a child smile at her She stares at the broken pieces, the frozen fragments She weeps again, angrily…

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