goods damaged on delivery

how much interesting
is a vessel with a fracture
a defect that shows up life
a kinship of imperfection

where have you travelled, moved
no need to confess how you broke
as it is none of my business
but just who now you are

where will you be
as your diagonal life
unfolds unnoticed
and leaves anonymous a mark

or makes some noise
throws the stone and hides the hand
before the witch hunters arrive
and spoil the joy for the few

to move and hurt yourself
as the old stock stretches but to a point
the tragedy when someone else
is getting hurt too

can't help it,
can't help but not to fit

The End

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