shrapnel

shrapnel
like

when that irresistibly
delicate
glass ornament
laden with memories
of the bygone
fell off its precarious
perch

unexpectedly

& with a sudden pop
cracked

hopelessly
shattering

a million
little mirrors
were born that night

scattering

years hence
some still jab soles
& toes

making bare skin
bleed

like dark metallic shadow
of dramatic makeup.