When

  beauty    lies

in    broken

     pieces

and
 art
  comes
   in
    putting
     it
      back

Better

          amalgamation

transcends   original

the broken  cups    and the  broken   bowls

put together with tender love

and a
      golden joint

that
      breathes life

once broken

now anew

What of

t h i ngs t oo b r o
       ken

to be   back
  pieced

part by part

do we now find the beauty

in the broken as aesthetic

Perhaps

we have to declare the death

of things too broken

and respectfully keep them

in a chest deep inside

safely, gently

never to see them again