Like the broken glass of a window pane
His thoughts are fractured.
‘This’ doesn’t follow ‘that’
And next is nowhere to be seen.
Like flocks of sparrows
Letters organize into words
But without meaning
Without understanding.
Like prisoners escaping into the streets
Sentences break free of logic.
They no longer reach their end
And sometimes start past their beginning.
Like runners passing in leaps and bounds
Time avoids smooth ticks or tocks.
We spend our days together as they come
And as they go or as they have or haven't been.
Wow! ...poignant and powerful, truthful and transforming... How did you make these words do that?
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