I’ve broken

ground and a roof tile
promises fishing line knee-skin

a vow into conversations those plastic outdoor
chairs that squash like baby giraffe legs a surfboard

wind curfew a heart
or two perhaps my wife’s favourite wine glass

and now at thirty-four bone
for the first time – it sounded like a twig and now
my left toe is sideways

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5 thoughts on “I’ve broken

      1. I’m doing month of haiku for the first time. I’d like to get around to retrieving all the good poems from MoP to peruse at leisure. Are you doing March Madness poetry tournament?

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