broken windows and shattered
glass: a crime scene deserted
until the red occupancy signal
clicked vacant. empty ever since, board up with
i had to make do
because i was afraid of moving
because i deleted the weather app predicting the hurricane
because i hoped the rain would pass
now even sweeping up the glass shards is too overwhelming.
i may have survived you, but my walls remain bound.
my splintered pieces remain scattered on the floor.
the hollow rooms remain quiet.