Tear At A Ravaged Place

Abusus non tollit usum

This child's smudged face
staring through a window of broken glassed
neglected and aged memories
which haunt dreams like cobwebs...

cracks everywhere;
in eyes,
fractured smiles
in the air,
shards severing
(out of desparation)
the self.

Could you look through
that window of broken glass
to find her -
the smudged faced child
the water baby
the soot monkey
covered in black beetles
and shame
hiding under the house
fearing what's under bed and stair
hiding wide unearthly eyes
behind a curtain of hair.

Could you bear
the trauma of clumsy alarm
at the constant breaking
of glasses and plates
forgotten appointments
broken promises,
the problem
with committment?