Raindrops and Puzzles

I will sulk today…
Let the sadness
pour its tears
like droplets on car windows
and play “Fake Plastic Trees”
abusing the rewind button

I will let the emotions today…
break me into small pieces
like cardboard puzzles
dropped on a wooden floor —
stagnant, scattered,
unmoving, unorganized

And when the sullen haze
Finally blurs the glasses,
I will let the windshield
wipe off the raindrops
then twist the car keys,
to stop the radio

Or when the jigsaw
starts troubling the passersby
I’ll start putting the picture together
piece by piece —
kinetic, assembled
moving, organized

PS. I’ll be adding an art that will visualize this poem once I have the proper tools to draw — sketchpad, charcoal pencil, etc.