FEATed

straddling the line

thread bare

between the

question,

THE question.

did i not accurately

express my desire

or did they simply

not care?

reflection holds the

burdening weight of

an answer she knows

to be true

but cannot face the

pain of being so

although

the picture is bigger

than a piece mangled

and missing,

still beautiful and complex

but not quite ever

complete

a feat

licking pavement

she wakes up
her days happen

to themselves

she is bored
but busy

like licking
pavement

it's almost futile

but then epiphany
or milestone
or moment of
sheer joy

melts away
the hardness

her lines soften
she is no longer
all held together

a whole
contstructed

an assembly of
many parts

seamless