joints: A Poem

birdiefudge Poetry, Uncategorized March 6, 2021February 7, 2021 1 Minute

  disjointed members
 of an already broken body
 now there are two
 does that make a communion?
 or are we two broken pieces
 that fit nowhere?

Published by birdiefudge

My name is Birdie, and I eat no for breakfast. View all posts by birdiefudge

Published March 6, 2021February 7, 2021

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