It's as if
the glass was shattered, lies splintered and glittering
at the bottom of my heart
- - - a pile of flaked ice, the shards clinking and scraping one another
i'm picking up the pieces, turning them over
trying to understand and maybe put them back together
but it's impossible. and the edges are sharp.
but still I notice
how they sparkle, how the light i didn't know was here
bends back and forth, makes golden paths and rainbows all around me.