My Heart Is Broken

A New View


why looking back

is circumspect

too much that wronged,

pushed the daggar



the mendable healed

scabbed over leaving

the inevitable scarification.


odd, the time-glance 

feels pain circumspect,

atop all the right and kind

actions from then to this

moment of trembling.


did they know harm left

agonies echoing aging

corridors of growth? left

words kind when spoken

at all.




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