im broken
from the catastrophic existance
that has left the hole of me in pieces



im waiting
cause all the fibers of my being
want to be replaced into that complete picture
you know that finished puzzle we use so often to symbolize
that the battles won
(it just fits O' so well into our fairy tale images of our perfect world dreams)



i try so hard too
to locate them all
all the pieces
where ever they were carelessly thrown
because it takes much more than a hopeful wish on a candle of years
( theres only so much wonder that can come from a flame that goes out in seconds)
but it is indeed hard work
reaching your hand beneathe that dirty couch
(or just into them dark crevices) only to retrieve
dust bunnies and the incredible hulks plastic head
(or a handful of heart break depending on what were really talking about)





and i stare for ours trying to put them in the right place
(because this puzzle is really my life)
and this means everything




but the faces of the angels are just still holes into the coffee table
cause them missing pieces are inevitable





i get anxious everytime i walk away i (cant) continuosly walk away
and leave my soul in fragments
my past and present revealing a new image
but still in slivers of myself
(i cant find every bit)




but to see the image of them pretty girls(yes even without heads)


they glow into all ive wanted, all i need




it reminds me this is a work in progress
that my life is not at its end-so neither can this puzzle be-
(a puzzle of life is a fraud unless your dead)



the most difficult battles (i think)
are the ones we fight in ourselves day to day
all you can be is collected
to be entirely fixed is another fairy tale agenda



so i'll fly eyeless with my retracting wings
humming into pink (and black clouds)
because life can be a a torrent of confusion
fluffy and antagonizing all at the same time


but im preparing to take on the storms
with an oak wood smile/or frown ( because my face is still see through)






-not suure about this wave of positivity thing this mornin' but ah i guess i went with it...hmm...-