brittle

i am brittle
the bones of this body
will someday
bow gently to silt

i am brittle
the blood of this body
will someday
loiter, resigned

i am brittle
the skin of this body
will someday
parch slowly without protest

i am brittle
i am

i am brittle
i am

i am brittle, but
i am not broken

yet

11 thoughts on “brittle

  1. I agree with Jingle above. The word choice behind “silt” was stronger than other synonyms you could have chosen because of the movement inherent in the word. It conjured a river of time for me without you even mentioning it.

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  2. I third “silt”. That really stood out. It even sounds bendy! I thought your line breaks at the end really lent something to the mood of the poem. With so few words, even something innocuous like that makes a big impact.

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