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November 28, 2022

The Broken Things

By John Maurer

The Broken Things

Oh, you are out on the veranda, are you?
Just call it a balcony, call it a porch
Depending on its relative altitude
Using your vocabulary like packing peanuts
As if it holds no internal value of its own

I have never been fond of the bountiful
The dejected, the torn earns more adornment
The man who competes against himself
Not another man or nature
I only wish to be a worthy opponent to myself

If the fine dining ware falls to the ground
I think it might look better there anyway
Parceled out into more individual cross sections






Article © John Maurer. All rights reserved.
Published on 2022-06-06
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