The Union
Shards of tears
engrave memories
like a tattered glass
recalling years scarred by desire.
she went mountain climbing
too high, gasped, got
wedged like a pinched rose
then hoisted by a fish hook in the jaw.
he did 60 pills in 60 days
still uncured, he grabbed a feather
tickled a powder keg
and exploded.
this marriage was a crown of thorns.
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