(Continuation of Post Break-up Analysis).
Washed up on the shore,
Carried to safety by the waves of the cold Atlantic
The sun’s rays gently seep through my frozen body
Eyes open and inhale.
Rough seas have softened
The white sand shines like crystals against the turquoise hue of the sea
I am wrapped in the blanket of the clear blue sky
The swelling subsides
The bruises begin to fade
Osteoclasts fix my broken bones
Dislodged joints snap back into their sockets
Collect the bullshit,
Mix it with mud, thatch and wood
Build a sturdy structure
Take your lemons
Make lemon meringue pie
You deserve to celebrate that you’re alive.
But not for long,
Tornadoes get sucked up
Grey clouds blow over
The sun shines again
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