Coming Together

Collected my broken pieces
lying dismally in the shade
Brushed off their tears
Spit polished them
until they cried
for mercy

Bought some crazy
Glue of tenderness
And pieced glum ones
with the sickeningly
cheery twittering

Now I am that
Patched up mannequin
Covered by high end
Clothes, wearing a brave
Pseudo smile that still has
Not yet quite made it

Shall get it right yet
Will fry my egg
Sunny side up
Bring back twinkle
In my eyes, lighten
My corner come night


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