sharp

Tears of silent birth

shatter like glass

at the sound of speech –

what words

spoken in showers

and meant well in aim

could in hurt result

instead of assuage

and bandage a heart

forced to daily shred

and to tear itself

between duty and

truthful happiness?

For the knives themselves,

wrapped so in heated

concern mean well, but

they too need care to

melt the steel.