Bladeyard

Each fragment holds a story, frozen in the moment it gave way

Damaged in defense

Assassinated in assault

Tip snapped

Forte fractured

Foible frozen in a baneful bend

This ferric archive, weighty

Evidence of effort,

A metal count more meaningful than

Competition bling

I can't throw them away

Feeling too much empathy

Gratitude for touches they amassed

Conscious that

We all of us are

broken by our art