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Belligerent Poetry
did you hear it break?
sometimes you can, it's audible.
sometimes you witness the
crack, watch the shiver pass
through her eyes and
when she comes back
there is a jagged lack
that grows, they've yet to make
a piece of glass able to remain intact.
that first little crack
tears it apart.
occasionally you see it feel it cringe,
as all color drifts to black
at the bottom.
the rest it goes on
behind your back.