better to write for myself and have no audience, than to write for you and lose myself

A Girl In Pieces

Look too closely you’ll see pieces.

Sections missing.

Hours spent trying to match the photo on the box.

Examining each nugget to see what fits

The satisfaction of a completed puzzle

shellacked and mounted on the wall

Next to the others.

Standing in line

Prizes of our determination to finish

Onto the next 10,000 pieces.

The last more challenging than the next

Brief payoff

Move Move MOVE

Trophies tarnish with time

Placed in glass cases for safe keeping

from who?

Who cares but the carer

the one wearing the mask of winner

Hiding unfulfillment of a moment realized

A life lost reaching for the next

madness

Wanting to want

Not

get

But

Want again

Missing the piece

of having

accomplished.

Monday

Flight