With the Sunny Side Down
When you picked me out
and yoked us together
it beguiled and excited my heart.
But you ignored the handle with care warning.
Without a shell,
your tricks turned me over and over--
easy for you,
playing with my fragile heart.
You can confuse and scramble me
carelessly yet carefully
to keep my tears
running--
You’re a bull.
And I’m on a beautiful china dish,
and all the king’s horses,
and all the king’s men
can’t put me back together again.
-Katie Weed
