try two    if not three
try four   four decades of trying
& learning & trying
just a little further
around the bend & im still trying not to cry : why is crying so hard
you’d think id have learned by now   the only way is through it—

they never told me to follow my heart because they didn’t want my heart broken like theirs
but when you come out broken when your moms broken growing you in utero
broken is what you know   you can’t unbreak a person
made broken any more than you can an object —even one hemmed whole with gold
stronger along the faults   remembers its history in its bones