The Red Broken Shape (Looks Like a Heart)
one broken, one delivered
what does make it so difficult?
Unpredictable to know
silence to expect
how fragile can it be,
how long can it take...
just a wind of words
destroyed what took years to built
just seconds of speech
saved their breath.
two different paths
separated by a card
each of them with a piece of the round shape
no one wants to keep the end
no one with the V-shape.
The red turned into black
and the two half circles
are no longer next to each other
the red organ shape,
broken from the top to the bottom.
Copyright © Ruth Miranda | Year Posted 2010
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