
Sprocket
I have mastered stitching back my stitches
Plastering back my cracks
Gluing back as many pieces as I can
And I need no one to hand me my tools
I need no care to run my machine
Our love was strong enough, But we decided not to fight for it; When it was leaving, We only held it loose, When it had left, We just let it go — Like we never had anything in common, Nothing…