A glass bottle
carbonated with neglect
left in the spotlight
for far too long.
I'm still finding shards
in my palms
in my back
in my arms
wherever the dust collects
Sometimes I shatter when no one's touching.
{Prompt: Shards, 38 words}
Copyright: September 19, 2013
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- 27 years old, language enthusiast.
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