Tears Join the Oil

What can we do

for a shattered vessel?

What can we say

to a broken jar of clay?

Its

wax

is

crushed,

bled oil spilling out in a puddle,

young flame flickering on the dirt floor.

The

Potter

draws

near

and

sees

His

reflection.

Then scarred hands meet sharp edges

And tears join the oil

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