I was never
going to be able to fix you
but I would have
held your hand
as you slowly fell apart
kept your fragments
swept into a pile
for when you were ready
to glue yourself back together
then I would have placed
sunflowers in you
like planting windmills
into sandcastles
and I would have watched them
flare and fade
twirling unseen sparks
as they sipped from the water
you would have still
been able to hold


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