Joy

I write bones.

Pins and needles

stones.

Dust and cactuses

Broken strings,

Discoloured blood

Mismatched jigsaw pieces

…eyes that shed

broken glass.

An occasional

shy rose buds

…but shadowed, it must be

once again

By my weary, worried bones.

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