Fireworks!

It has little to do 

with love or not love -

It is minutes and years

and torsion.

Bend and twist

the paper clip

enough,

long enough

and it will fall

in pieces - 

you've all heard that

one before.

I am hard pressed

for a better one

because

I am all in pieces.

Here is the sick part

The healthy part

The sad and happy parts -

all broken

away from each other.

Each part loves 

in an incomplete way -

a finger

a toe

an earlobe.

The love

emanates

from fragments

appearing, at times,

to be whole.

Give me the tarantula

any day.

Luv & Blood,

Ruby