This is a study
in shattering
the shattering
of the dust clouds
the shattering
of the net underneath
our breaking
connection line
of only the
endless clicking as we
swallow the sky
because this is
a study in reality
what little of
it is there is left to
hold against our
one line of
defense
when wishing
will not make it so
when the
brutality of existing
requires me to
let you
go
and I am
thundering through
this what must
be
shattering the
glass with the howling
wind of disappointment
wrapped
around me
because this is
a study in endings
of our ending duly
recorded but
eroded by time
yes I am alone
that is my tree
on the hill
my gray sky to
raise my muted
expectations to…
From my collection of poetry, The Snow Documents, now available on Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B00OJEMAYC#nav-subnav
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