BROKEN LAUGHTER

within they
crumble

but at least

revealing the ones
that remain

out shining
is always when

you're alone

never falls on
their heads

like a storm
their within

crumbles
leaving nothing

after wind the shells
begin to crack

erosion takes care
of the rest

so happy

together
pieces and bits

never smile
in the least

what you

are seeing
is the continual

rocking
of

a

curved
shard