Subtle Confessions of Noni Kanyora

Saturday, January 22, 2011

A million little pieces

An old mirror with dark spots
A piece of paper with black spots
Old.
Ruined.

Fear no man , have reference for God
The only one with power to destroy the soul
Thank God , for I fear
I would do anything for you

A long time between lovers
Latitudes and longitudes
A life of merely living
The compass has two arms : east or west

A glass is cracked
The price is right
Broken.
Overpriced.

The grass is so green , can you smell it
Possibility of falling into a pit
Nature.
Despair.

So it is , that my heart is
That I am
Broken
Into a million little pieces.

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