poem: no puzzle

(63 words) Jun 2018

by S.R.A. Markin

may i never be fully repaired
put together and whole
like a puzzle that i am not
there is no straight edges and corner pieces
to begin with
you can’t organize by colours
or look at a reference,
i am not complex nor even simple
i just am, but i am no puzzle
to figure out,
either you get me
or you don’t.

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