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Broken Bones
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I keep the yard clean
in the summer heat
poppies on the table
I set nice and neat
I sit in a silence
once filled by three
and try not to mind
I kiss my rosary
like my mom kissed/ my neck
like my father/ would want
his blood fills my chest
and I’ll try to get clean
till I’m covered/ in sweat
and I’m satisfied
I was buried
before I was grown
under granite skies
and azure stones
each autumn’s frost
deepens my scars
each year I smoother them
with sap and tar
until they find the bodies
in my back yard
I’ll have nothing on my mind
my love won’t cry
my love won’t moan
she never worries about
her broken bones
in my bed at night
I’m never alone
if I pretend
I was buried
before I was grown
under azure skies
and granite stones
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