Sometimes things SHATTERED

fall HOPELESSLY broken into a million PIECES

and when they hit the ground

forms some sort of beautifully CHAOTIC pattern

When they are picked up by some UNASSUMING passersby

they cut the ADORING hands and once dropped again

Defy the odds by repeatedly creating jagged and FRACTURED appeal

a MOSAIC of measurable miserability

A sort of agreeable and artistic AGGREGATION