An Attempt At Being Eloquent

A meltdown in your driveway,
away from your mother’s curious eyes.
A release of tears,
a dam breaking at
the glaciers thawing out in
the unseasonably warm air
winter has brought,
the creek in my backyard overflowing after the rain.
Our legs will be trembling,
like a hammer shattered our fragile bones
and we have not the tweezers
or the
magnifying glasses to
attempt to put them back
together again.

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