there is something profound
about the way
she carries herself.
she seems to fracture
somewhere deep inside herself,
but she heals.
mends and
rebuilds
and grows,
like a caterpillar folding
into its cocoon,
into itself,
emerging stronger
and more beautiful
than before.
her emotions are like
movie credits;
mere glimpses of
a much larger
much more intricate
picture.
she tucks herself
into her cocoon
and
she soon discovers
that brokenness
does
not
mean
weakness.
THE END.
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Shitty Poems by J
PoetryHere is a collection of some of our shittiest poems. Enjoy. Every now and then we may throw in a not-so-shitty poem or two. We'll see.
