Bits and Pieces of Me

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or more so, who I was, because now I am invisible</p><p id="697d">Someone is going to come along and pick up all of these bits and pieces and put them all back together but when they do, it won’t be me because those pieces didn’t fit</p><p id="6b0c">I am a whole of parts, leaving parts in bits and pieces around my town and in my car and in my tears leaving only the worst parts to continue to be this whole</p><p id="fb81">So here I am, a Frankenstein of bits and pieces left over from gentle shavings and inattention A monster who suffered the loss of all of his best fragments</p><p id="022a">The bits and pieces of me now litter the world and here I sit, alone, wondering where the rest of me h

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as truly gone</p><p id="20c7">© <a href="undefined">Jonathan Greene</a> 2020</p><p id="365e">If you liked this, you might like this as well:</p><div id="53f0" class="link-block"> <a href="https://readmedium.com/the-broken-pieces-of-yesterday-6a877c3f138e"> <div> <div> <h2>The Broken Pieces of Yesterday</h2> <div><h3>A Poem</h3></div> <div><p>medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*Ox7H6057Ng9l5QJv)"></div> </div> </div> </a> </div></article></body>

A Poem

Bits and pieces of me strung together like seashells a hodgepodge of collectivism as if I came from different yard sales looking for the reason I don’t match

I go through life each day leaving bits and pieces of me as a trail so I know where I was, or more so, who I was, because now I am invisible

Someone is going to come along and pick up all of these bits and pieces and put them all back together but when they do, it won’t be me because those pieces didn’t fit

I am a whole of parts, leaving parts in bits and pieces around my town and in my car and in my tears leaving only the worst parts to continue to be this whole

So here I am, a Frankenstein of bits and pieces left over from gentle shavings and inattention A monster who suffered the loss of all of his best fragments

The bits and pieces of me now litter the world and here I sit, alone, wondering where the rest of me has truly gone

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