Interlocking Pieces
we are just so many interlocking pieces
our edges planed to touch and nestle
our shared vision
a glistening upon an even surface
but every once in a while
a nub
which should fit
just doesn't.
perhaps overeager fingers
pushing and pulling in search of sky.
edges roughened
communion sought
and found
by wholes or halves
until its nub
is rubbed clean.
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2014