Don't Hold On To Something Broken

 

Don’t Hold On To Something Broken

 

I wound my music box last week

but it didn't play for me then.

I didn't throw it away even

though I thought it was broken

because it looks like a piano.

 

Last night it played one note

and stopped. Then it played a

few more notes and stopped.

Finally it started playing again

until it was finished.

 

I'm afraid to wind it up now.

It may play again in a week,

or else never work anymore.

Maybe I should just throw it away

even if it does look like a piano.

  

K.A. Williams

 

 

K. A. Williams has had poems published in Calliope, The Creativity Webzine, Bear Creek Haiku, and Nuthouse Magazine. She also writes fiction, mostly speculative.