Make me whole

There’s something inside me
A part that is broken
Shattered or loose
Brittle, broken, splintered

It’s a grenade; a weapon
Tumbling about between my bones
No master and no purpose
But to obliterate

You can’t see from the outside
There’s no hunch, no blood
But it’s there, I swear
One day it’ll be too much
Not for me; but for you

I need it removed; extracted;
like a diseased bone, or a rotten tooth
A procedure enacted
The act of subtraction
To result in a whole

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