Recovery
Sweep cracked plastic;
Bent, rusted remains
Of melancholy; marked metal
Out of mangled, tangled corners.
Rinse out bottles
Jack and Jill.
Bring yourself back up
Blossom Hill,
With a broken crown.
It still shines.
Exorcise spirits,
And gather together bottle caps
Like pieces of your mind
Screw yourself back together.
Put yourself back together.
Bio oil,
For the scars.
Cocoa butter, and foundation -
Don’t forget prayer.
Silent, aimless prayer.
You can turn off the lights tonight.
Or look at yourself, by small fires
And smile
“Kill yourself”
With kindness
Until you can see echoes
Of wonder returning to your eyes
And the world answers you again
With mystery