Images of Glass on Painted Roads

We watch the falling

Down and it never seems like it.

Sometimes played backwards

They are being saved, or

That is what we wanted to

See, but really they are just falling

In another way.

Sometimes, we glimpse

Others, people we used

To know, at the edges. We think

They look most beautiful when they aren’t

Falling, that second before the drop,

That second before they know

That falling is something

They can do.


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2 responses to “Images of Glass on Painted Roads

  1. the honesty on this poem is so emphasized! lovely, well written one! 🙂

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