She consumed me from the start
I never stood a chance
Even before we met this world
She found a way to win
Now I am the piece that just can’t fit
In this puzzle made for five
A tumor on each of them
But I do not bog them with my words
I do not have her swiftness
I manage on my own
Watching them all in silence
I see what they cannot
Those who say too much
Cannot hear

Now I have lost who I once was
I have been fixed
But who can say what fixed really is?
My mind is a clock missing its cogs
Time is askew and the hands have gone wrong

am I who am I?
bad so that is
sporadically me love to
moments in live I
yet
them to unattached am I
chaos the control
worlds material organize
emotions the clutter
spasm sputter spiral spin they
know ever won't I joy in even
like smells peace what
until not
nostrils living these
into collapse and decay
dirt.

Look at her, she is quite the catch,
Prayed up, successful, and educated;
She has radiance that cannot be matched
As she presses on and be celebrated.

That sister is
Fairest Among Ten Thousand…

So humble in life and its complete nuance,
She does not dwell on trials of the past;
An inspiration she has been in congruence
To those whom had various stones to cast.

That sister is
Altogether Lovely…

She is
Adah, the daughter of Jephthah
She is
Electa, the mother of maidens
She is
Martha, the sister of Lazarus
She is
Ruth, the widow of Mahlon
She is
Esther, the wife of Ahasuerus

She is indeed the sister of the Eastern Star.

…fairest among ten thousand altogether lovely.