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prayer of pieces
if my heart crumbles before you,
broken apart into a thousand portions,
will you take the silken strand,
your hand,
and thread it back together?
will you carefully collect the ten hundreds,
to ensure i am whole again?
can you promise me with your breath,
that i will still exist?
if i give to you all i've left,
surrender my will,
to let you flow through me,
will you promise,
eventually,
i will mend?
i've nothing inside me.
i am empty.
hollowness.
enclosed by thin glass.
comprised of fine crystalline particles.
shimmering,
but empty.
hear nothing but arbitrary whispers
echo off the walls of the shell i desire to break.
when i shatter,
let the pieces glisten.
may i glimmer of hope and new thought.
creativity,
touch me.
my deepest desires show through,
break through.
i am nothing without you.