Abandon

Something died that day

Or those days

A deflated balloon

Smeared on the ground

Like a lizard without its tail

Alive but missing a piece of itself

While the new seed

Has not yet straightened 

Its earthed sprout

Maybe not even planted

In its hurry to find protection

Something was destroyed

That month

Or those months

An innocence mocked

Misunderstood

Squashed with a word

Like a child slapped

Across a smiling face

Stunned and confused

While the mind

Struggles to regain balance

And composure

To create a newness

That can remember

The laugh of abandon