or experiencing hurt as regeneration A heart torn asunder, a wound holding stitches in place; A sky cracked open, glued shut with streaks of liquid gold Flawed, and barely short of full — like faulty literature and the faultlines of your heart. How long does it take to break apart; break through, break even? Body built of thread-bare necessities, deconstructed under downpour Woes shed like water-weight