I let the pieces fall
they hit the floor, they clang
the sound rings out so loud it almost hurts
and by the time the vibrations halt
more pieces are rushing in the wake
Pieces of myself slipping onto the floor
dropping in front of me
like heavy raindrops chasing the earth
It’s almost ceremonious
becoming Dust and Air
I let the pieces fall
I can’t bring myself to grip at them
all I can do is watch
I stare
my skin looks like metal
dense and unforgiving
I am crashing down
I am thunder storms
I hurtle downwards
I fall apart
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