We utter, “Why didn’t I see that coming?”

Puzzle pieces of our lives assemble without a guide,

…or do they?

Witness the anger stop

as if a page turned to the next chapter.


One puzzle piece with horns, one with a halo

fitting perfectly together must be a mistake,

…set it aside.

Nothing else fits that spot

so we ignore the unthinkable.


Missing are the friends and family shouting,

“You know how this puzzle is going to end…”

…turn a blind eye.

Stare at the golden sunsets, ignore the wars

waging inside our dying hearts.