disperse

like little strands of tiny beads that tumble on the floor beneath
they all were severely pushed together
now dispersing on the tiles and free
rolling by, in all directions to places out of sight
the girl just watches, not able to follow the sudden broken flow
like little seeds they feed on doubt
of where they’d go and if they’ll be found
are they all there, are any missing?
in the end you just remain guessing
on knees it looks like another world
with tiny beads looking strange and absurd
the cord lies bare
invitingly so
for the new strand to be
accordingly, no
for the beads to have broken, the girl must have tucked
at the cord, breaking flesh, where the strands must have cut

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