i will try to fix you

snaps from jigsaw puzzles
the pieces correct
the corners
the edges
a sky section
some grass
and a few unruly horses

whirring screws spinning in place
the circumference round enough
one here
another there
a nail and a hammer
bookshelves never looked better

make up covering a stunning truth
the foundation light enough
eyes lined
and shadowed
lips glossed
cheeks blushed
chemicals hiding a knockout smile

a boy in a scarf waiting for the bus
he shivers and shies from the wind
tear tracks down his cheeks
backpack by his feet
a fake smile contradicting the belt's imprint
bruised around his neck
the puzzle pieces carved into his side
scarred away from their partner