Because I Would Not Break My Chain
It Broke Itself For Me

You finally arrive, my love,
at the other end of the tweet.
I owe you a teardrop times
the square of a summer night
that will never come again.
Thunder’s in a good mood.




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William Merricle lives in Lima, Ohio. His poetry has been published in PuddingSlipstream
ZeroCity, and many other publications. His chapbooks include Heimlich The Donut [Pudding House], 
Grace, You Let the Screen Door Slam [Crisis Chronicles] and, most recently, Chaos Theory [NightBallet].

“Because I Would Not Break My Chain It Broke Itself For Me” 
©2013 
by William Merricle, used with permission

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