Shaking Glass With Hammers

Elan Mudrow

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You have held lovers

Planting your curly soul

Within their shaking innards


Where you felt they

Wanted to be shook.


Vibrating back at you,

You became shaken

Hiding the trembling

Heat and pulse.

Thoughts of fragility

Make you wonder

If we’re hollow

With thin glass skin

Full of cracks.

Embarrassed by your

Snicker of realization…that


We are born with hammers

Grip, index, thumb


You said

You won’t write

About hearts breaking

And now

Here you are.

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