Friday 5 - Hidden Within One Individual

Mustard oozes from smacking lips,
ragtime piano chords fall flat
as tiny hands stretch beyond their limits

elastic feelings elongate a moment’s joy
into a lasting memory
protected by a moat of
self esteem,
but hidden beneath
layers of abuse,
of abusing.

Even the notorious
have had moments when
they loved simple things,
we just are not privy to
those scattered pieces of their hearts.