drop a dumbbell

on me and watch my crack

spread faster than light and open up

my insides for display purposes (only)

trace the lines to my centre and take

pride in what you’ve done to me–

this work of art, my fractured glass,

your words of praise. put me up for

sale and promote my sides–

my angles, my curves,

how I’m a representation

of something great,

of many things even,

leave me up to interpretation,

letting be

consumed.

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