Sugar Glue #NaPoWriMo 8

When you found me I was already broken … thin shell held together by strands of sounds near echos … those who had gone before you trailed behind them on their way … some brittle tender stretched across trap doors you had ever code for … others still supple and stinging stained in their newness … your empathetic heart saw through all the webs … my mask made merry eye maps … the mirage in her desert of pink petal sands … roses or rain remains the same … you took out your sugar glue and pieced me together again.

#NaPoWriMo 8

   © 2015 Carla Dawn Dunlap All Right Reserved

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