YOU MENDED IT ON
YOU MENDED IT ON
~ Jezkoy Madsa
~ Jezkoy Madsa
this saddest mirror, by
covetous deeds
fell off the ground
broke to shreds
stripped its frame
Naked death
it ugly
bled
alas, these spiteful shards submerged
in rotten dung,
in haze of dust,
and dined on beds of dirt. .
Yet by, by, and by . . .
your purest arms
embrace the shards
that bruised your hands--
once divided
estranged
and disregarded
Now brought nigh
pasted and joined,
glued on
by every splash of sorrows. . .
your blood mended
this broken mirror.
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