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To break is an abstraction. To break what? A noun? Tangible? Phoebe fell down four flights, fracturing her femur. A verb? Felt sharply in a sudden absence? Singing Schubert and feeling a spasm of sorrow, his voice shattered. Direct object? A being, a destination. I am. I am (what?) I am (broken). Don't tell me I haven't failed in the same sentence you tell me I'm not enough. And watch me leaf-like tremble, fumble hands, cover mouth A paper mask over shaking gasps that wrack me naked. Don't tell me I'm not broken. When I am (broken).
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Feb 15, 2012
Feb 15, 2012 at 3:28 PM UTC
(broken)
To break is an abstraction. To break what? A noun? Tangible? Phoebe fell down four flights, fracturing her femur. A verb? Felt sharply in a sudden absence? Singing Schubert and feeling a spasm of sorrow, his voice shattered. Direct object? A being, a destination. I am. I am (what?) I am (broken). Don't tell me I haven't failed in the same sentence you tell me I'm not enough. And watch me leaf-like tremble, fumble hands, cover mouth A paper mask over shaking gasps that wrack me naked. Don't tell me I'm not broken. When I am (broken).
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Feb 15, 2012
Feb 15, 2012 at 3:28 PM UTC
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