Diana Darby ** "I V" ** Intravenous

The Envelope

When all the king’s horses and all the king’s men
tried to put Humpty Dumpty back together again,
it didn’t work.
He was still just a broken egg.
There was nothing anyone could do.
I understand.
I have tried to do the same thing in my life.
Glue back the pieces,
make whole all the people
who were never whole to begin with.
I ran around with a dustpan and broom,
trying to catch their falling pieces,
hoping I could save them in an envelope
and one day
put them back.
But that’s impossible.
I don’t know what goes where.
After all, I’m only human.
Besides, I am tired of being
“The Envelope”.
It doesn’t work.
I must let their pieces fall
where they may,
and hope that I too haven’t become
cracked.