Poem-A-Day. Day 24. Something lost and regained.

What good is a heart? 

 

It’s taken some time, love,

to pull out the slivers, to replenish

the reservoir of tears I cried

when I left you.

It can happen to anyone

the way it happened to me.

Dignity drained in increments

of illusion, disproportional acquiescence—

anyone who wants to believe, to yield.

But what good is a heart never broken?

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