I
couldn’t make all the pieces fit,
so
I threw one away.
No
expectation of success now,
none
of that worry.
The
remaining pieces seemed
to
seek their companions.
A
design appeared.
I
could see the connection
between
the overgrown path
and
the dark castle on the hill.
Something
in the middle, though,
was
missing.
It
would have been important once.
I
wouldn’t have been able to sleep
without
it.