Shattered Poem by Brian Hinckley

My porcelain form,
shining majestically
in the refracted light,
glows with serenity.

Chaos shatters
my marvelous body,
raining parts of me
upon the earth.

My body broken
and spirit scattered.
What is left of my eyes
fill with loss.

Never again
to sit in the light,
I am collected in a dustpan
and easily discarded.

With callous disregard,
she buys a new statue.
In the garbage I lay,
never to be thought of again.