my soul was rent asunder
by a jigsaw of ice and fire
that tore my flesh

i was left
jagged and alone
drowning in the gore
of indolence

i gathered myself into a burlap sack
in justification
of nothing

and scattered my ashes into the winds

— ptkh 04.30.10

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