Broken bones will claim to have been set

Sharp demands will say they have been met

Swept beneath the rug

Hidden like a drug

Passed off with a shrug

 

Promises will break as though they kept

Drier eyes will say that they have wept

Reckless memory

Rootless winded tree

Toppled soon for all the world to see

 

Surgeons have not cut this kind of skin

Faced with patience all that held within

Reignited flame

Deep within my frame

Made as new as though I’d had no name

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