Standing in the debris
of what you once believed in
scattered like afterthoughts
among bruised feelings
there will be promising shards
gather them up to rebuild
what’s left of your life
on a molecular level
eschewing the hierarchies
you have watched crumble
strive to keep your hopes
and dreams humble

The joys may be modest
but so are the pains
there is much we don’t wish
to live through again
still should a shard swell
like a hot air balloon
don’t fear letting it
carry you to the moon


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