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  • Gary Hunter

That Fractured Sense - July 5, 2021

No one has to pull off the gauze and

tape to know there is puss oozing

from infested terrain somewhere

deep inside everybody

A few recognize this rip in wholeness

a separation that can’t be closed

a chasm most will try to cross

on some rickety footbridge of life

only to have it snap

time and time again

Isn’t life the choreography of repetition of ten steps and a fall

of progress then failure

of glue-on-glued fracture?

and if you ever collapse and wail

from this sense of fracture

know that those stars you’re looking at

are much closer than you think


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