Sternum
Sternum
by Laura Summerville Reed
Keep that cinnamon fresh smile
Barely whispering light bulb fragile phrases
Hide them away beneath your tender flesh
Gnaw out the broken bits
In darkened, dusty rooms
Chew them powder fine
Grind it deep into open wounds
Scar over
Test the thin shell against a candle brilliant smile
Bury it behind this broken sternum
Claw it out again with a certain shade of blue
While dear moon counts her change
Find its pulse
Blood to feed these fledgling wings
You need tender quills to pen upon
©LSR 2010