[Poem] fragments

2011-04-17 @ 11:04 p.m.

i
was a mirror

reflecting
the world.

the whole world.

every face every name every
thing i thought
was worth it, every

closing of an eye and every
breath.

i hung on a white wall in a
white room with
no

windows,
with

no doors.

i waited there and
people came
and
i watched them pass
like strangers,

and i learned their names,
and they
were strangers,

and i kept their names:

the names of strangers.

and one day i jumped
and i fell and
i watched as i, a stranger,

i watched as i

exploded, glass

fracturing,
and i watched:
the fragments sprayed like
splashing water, like

drops of holiness and like
glitter
and like pain.

i picked up the pieces of the stranger,
and

i
opened
my heart and
there i put them, the pieces of the
stranger,
the glitter,

the pain:

and sometimes the broken shards, the drops
of
water,

sometimes they still wound.