Curio
there is a crack on the hard wood floor
near the corner where the curio cabinet holds pictures
of my family, precious little things,
nic-nacs i’v collected over the years
a life now dulled from dust and neglect
i’v been busy
making a world for myself
busy/ tearing down the old and making way for the new
creating a place for me
renovating, remolding my world
my life
all was going to plan until
i noticed a crack on the hard wood floor
near the corner where the curio cabinet sits
and i saw what i had been destroying
so what now?
my new world is nearly complete
should i rip up this crack and every thing with it
or open the curio and dust off the memories
to keep my world
undone.
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