CRACK and SHATTER #poetry by jay

I want to let you go and 
not have the daily presence
of anguish linger in 
the many glass facets

indiscrete thoughts
crystal balls 
I carry—

in my mind 
this bottle 
sipping fire
languishing in spice

burning of past 
lost to fantasy
pained by fallacy 

maybe it’s for best
we don’t talk—

for the glass fragile
coating of memory
would crack and shatter

falling into the aged-mash
bitter pine and salted skies 

of smoked peat and 
particulate matter.

©Jay Mora-Shihadeh

Photo by Sandip Kalal on Unsplash

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