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FRAU BROKEN

She blackens my days
slamming the doors
streaming down through
the line
sailing a dirty dish
across the room

I don't retrieve it--
bits of Dresden china
that impale me
with a uselessness
too hard to admit.

dredging up old hazards
floundering out
by the entrance
passing down
a paring knife
that cut her finger
red with tears

And I can never be her.

LolLi Mc.Coy