I should warn you
I am made of glass
spli nters for fingers
one touch and there’ll be
a wicked
crack
as part of me ruptures
like a wound breaking open
again
you can paint me
whichever colour you like
but whether I’ll stay that way
is another question
and that’s all there’ll be
questions dro
ppi
ng like hail
with a thunderous smack
and sandcastle answers
sturdy at first
but quick to cr
um
ble
in the brittle distance
of a second
Jul 16, 2017
Jul 16, 2017 at 5:36 PM UTC
I should warn you
I am made of glass
spli nters for fingers
one touch and there’ll be
a wicked
crack
as part of me ruptures
like a wound breaking open
again
you can paint me
whichever colour you like
but whether I’ll stay that way
is another question
and that’s all there’ll be
questions dro
ppi
ng like hail
with a thunderous smack
and sandcastle answers
sturdy at first
but quick to cr
um
ble
in the brittle distance
of a second
Written: July 2017.
Explanaton: A poem written in my own time - sadly, HP has altered the format slightly, but I have tried my best to change it to how it orginally appears. Feedback welcome. A link to my Facebook writing page can be found on my HP home page.
NOTE: Many of my older pieces will be removed from HP at some point in the future.
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