Fragments Found

A poem about looking back upon the past

Fragments Found

Fragments found
A sliver of cracked pottery 
Glaze-faded and weathered
To shape a world from

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A few baked-earth-stamped words
Worn down to whispers
Shy of a sentence

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A headless list
Notched tally marks scratched
By forgotten accountants.

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Midst centuries-cold hearth ash 
Pressure-hardened husks and fossilized s***s
To tell the tale of meager fare and fireside banquets 
Bread broken and shared
Famine and feast.

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Scuffed toys, dated board games
Yellowing notebooks, leather-bound school reports

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Of internet breakups
The 0s and 1s of each hammered retort 

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Of the previous evening
Pieced crudely together through the morning fug 

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Of the life we’re born leaving 
But the shredded flashbacks of a fast-fading drug