Summer Shaw

Glass - Poem by Summer Shaw

It shines all down onto broken glass
To be devoured a hundred times over the limit
Then spewed onto coarse pavement
Where dirty soles tread upon the theme
And take it to a new place.

Washed before entering,
The ears of hearts are stabbed with force to hear
The story being told at the end of the day.

The glass shards are discarded into a bag
Then closed-

Where light can never touch them again.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, September 29, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, September 30, 2013

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