Taking Time with a Broken Jar
I think
I am little pieces
Little pieces of a broken jar
Broken jars
Frankenstein has nothing on me
Little pieces of things I hate about others
Her impatience
His hypocrisy
Their anger
Someone’s dishonesty
All coming together to create me
To make me out of old clay
A broken jar
Made of broken jars
Broken jars of the bad
And the good
Her energy
His diligence
Their booksmarts
Someone’s joyfulness
Maybe not all the pieces are so bad
Who has my missing pieces
My boyfriend has my love
My mother has my laugh
My sister has my smile
My friends my righteous wrath
I am not the only broken jar
Vessel made of clay
Reborn into another
But the same still everyday
Some pieces break off
My innocence has fallen
But secured in its place
Keen discernment and reason
Maybe the patchwork
Is art not abomination
I have all these changing pieces
I just need time to place them
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Take your time Charlie, you already have all you’ve been given
















