Sunday, October 7, 2007

picking up broken glass // beautiful & far away

it didn't matter that you were selfish and distant or that the house was always a mess.
it only mattered that we were all together.
and though our love never kept up with the laundry or paid the bills on time
it was enough.
i'm like the little engine that couldn't...
hard like my father and often mean
would love be impossible like one of those puzzles with too many pieces
---all looking the same & never fitting together

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