i.
       shattered.
          not broken,broke,justbroke,not…broke but
       shattered.

   boulders like hearts crack and
        rocks roll down hills still slick with melt and
     pebbles, and pebbles stuck in shoes annoyance is what hearts broken is but not –
this is not broken but shattered and pebbles
         pounded out
              pounded down this
                    brutal tattoo pounded in
               into sand with heart of boulder and
          pounded deep to glass.

      and glass can shatter all anew with
           jagged edges and sharpings flakes that months months later
       still lodged in softy flesh bits spring forth
     with echoes left of boulders first alarming hairline crack.

ii.
       i came
            i came to you to
   not to heal me not
          no hands laid or goats running off cliffs high with
     madness stuck in head, so legion pounding, screaming
           silent aching could plummet down to fog-shroud
           beating sea.

                but
           there is solace in a teacup
                held holy-like on lap with suffusing|warming heat
         melting ice that runs so deep

       there is comfort in
          turning almond(shaping)eyes(of shimmersea) to gaze on love immortal
    that never doubtings heeds or gives.

       and
          there is joy
              tonic sipped in laughter overwhelms
         with unshackle, unchain-ed, unbind.
that blood that pounded earfuls as the truth
       sank in, that blood that roared the tempest sea,
   that blood that felt it drained to orchid white,
              that blood is yours as wells, that finds
        us binds us holds us sway and

                 in your arms that blood finds peace.

iii.
        sand pounded flat drips down as
     Cronus shifts and looking in we find:

   that boulder cracked and broken, and shattered true,
       that boulder is a stone, a weight, a vessel
      so contrived by metaphor its truth fled out and is not real.

the heart, that central beating heart that beats
  with blood so true its never seen,
              that heart, that heart, this heart

     is still unshattered. nestles tranquil smiling and with
a secret knowledge so impossible that only you
                  could understand, my blood.