Too Many Bits / A Thursday Kind of Snippet ~
I tried to fit all my broken pieces in one basket but it was too heavy
and the splinters kept dropping through
and I was losing too much time and too many bits.
I retraced my steps over and over picking up the ones I thought were mine
but when I tried matching the edges they weren’t a fit,
and now I am not sure whose pieces I have been carrying.
And there are cuts on my hands,
and dust like drying salt,
and shredded bit of yellow sticky notes where I tried to keep them orderly…
But I can’t even remember why I was collecting them,
in the first place….