well you know it's a two-star town <br />but those stars they burn so bright <br />they bring the heavens down <br />for all the world to see <br /> <br />it was time i gave up <br /> on them coming around <br />it is what is and it's <br /> taking it's own flight <br />if it can get off the ground <br />and just not crash into me <br /> <br />and to know that i've found <br />a million little pieces <br />that we were <br />just waiting to be put back <br /> together somehow... <br /> <br /> oh the shapes they all make <br />so beautiful in their own way <br /> how the light moves over them... <br /> and the color rays <br /> <br />and we thought <br />we could keep every one <br />until we all knew <br /> what had to be done <br /> to make them all <br />fit together <br />couldn't leave <br /> well enough alone <br /> <br />and we knew we were right... <br /> because we wanted the fight <br /> to be heard for the life <br />that cried and cried and cried <br />pushed into its place <br /> <br />because we pushed <br />when we should've just let them stay <br />and we broke some when <br />we knew they'd never feel quite the same <br />and we didn't give up when <br />we should've just gotten out of the way <br />tried to come clean <br /> by making more of a stain <br />gave what we had <br />and let the stars shine down <br />on where it fell into place <br /> <br />and now the millions of pieces <br />the countless little pieces <br />the sizes and the shapes, <br />the sounds <br />the colors and the tastes <br />glare and seem to fade <br />shift and sometimes break <br />crumble into dust <br />and fit into place <br /> <br />(new orleans, winter 2010)<br /><br />Thomas Quentin Sims<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/pieces-into-place/
