The Fix
- Layman's Lens
- Apr 24
- 1 min read
I am a shattered pot
Chards of clay
I am a tattered knot
Threads of fray
I am a melted cube
Water unformed
I am an emptied tube
Paste forlorn
I am a hemorrhaging wound
Blood of death
I am a smashed cocoon
Beauty bereft
I am a broken glass
Sand all scattered
I am a fractured mast
Sunken matter
I am a spilled can
Liquid of waste
I am a broken man
Flesh displaced
He is the potter
Who glues me whole
He is the knotter
Who binds my soul
He’s the cool air
Who firms me up
He’s the lion’s share
Who fills my cup
He is the fastener
Who clots my flow
He is the planner
Who repairs my home
He is the glue
Who pieces me back
He is the crew
Who repairs my cracks
He is the water
Who always slakes
He is the order
Whose love remakes.