Fractures

There are so many fractures

In this marble slab

That any sculptor with any sense

Would pass on by

Just say

Good bye

Wouldn’t even want to try

But there is enough stone left here

To chisel one last line

Uncover one last look

Another page in an unread book

Another way to look at life

Another door to open

So chip away my friend

Flake away until I transcend

I’m just waiting

For your chorus