gravel

All your bits
and pieces
seemed smooth
from 1000 miles away

Anyone who dared
to look closer
knew to shut up
about the reality
of how broken
and inconsistent
you were

It wasn't that important
when transport past
you
was all that was needed

The more you got
run over
the less
anyone noticed
you had
no center mass
or profile
or shadow

You just pieced it
all together
like a swarm of angry bees
wearing a suit
wanting you
to believe
it's a man