Jared Jones

Eggshells - Poem by Jared Jones

Love, to me, is futile
We chase it
Like a greyhound
It is a beautiful vase
Made of eggshells
One slip
And the hope contained
Spills out on the cold, uncaring soil

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 21, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 27, 2013

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