When my sanity shattered, and my soul gave up,
I stood there and stared at the stars.
A faraway fragment, a shard of my mind,
did sparkle and shine, quite dazzling and fine.
I watched it take form, as its eyeballs danced;
saw it open its mouth and take up its stance.
It captured and swallowed whatever it saw,
licked on its lips, and munched on some more.
Fat on the joyless, it cheered up no end.
Seeing my purpose, I stepped forth to mend.
Copyright owned by Jay Cool
Inspired by ‘After He’s Decided to Leave’, by Elizabeth Acevedo.
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