Heartpains
Issues of speech sounds
(something like a promise)
fall suddenly, helplessly
into ruins--
like a figure carved in crystal
becoming
unexpectedly aware
of the sphere of mortal life--
the shards spill a haphazard course
thrusting into the area
of least resistance.
Copyright © Deborah Guenther Beachboard | Year Posted 2018
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