Pieces of cherry
Floating in wine
My shrinking
Are still
In a weary dream
Nothing makes sense
In this madness
This grand chaos
I call home
Nothing ever
Sense anymore
Mistakes
Pave the way
To where
I need to go
Don’t bend
Like water
Anything worth
It seems like pain
Don’t try
To make ir logical
It never is
Once in awhile,
A lesson comes along
With no reason
Bit by bit,
Pieces fitting
Together awkwardly
A mosaic
Of colored glass
Shimmers
Making an echo
Of something
Shiny and meaningful
My heart
Is happy
At the sound
Searching for
A new way
To glow
Sarah Mahina Calvello
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