In Pieces

Thinking about her bird’s nest gone wrong,
blowing in the breeze.

Thinking about how she loved that one
dress I hated; the vex dress.

Thinking of her and how sad she was
when the washing machine chewed up
the dress.

Then finding out I did it.

She left me alone in pieces.

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