Faulty Machinery

we are faulty machinery
all nuts and bolts clanging together.

Our gear shifts grind and slip between us
in pieces that were once sauntered and sewed together.
We are faulty, never fully repaired
patched again and again
quickly while we wait for an upgrade
to a higher model of ourselves.

But, as nails chime to the ground
the cacophony of failed machinery sounds
beautiful.
Cling of gears against each other
the beeping
honking’
wheezing of dying engines
is imperfect yet true.

The faulty in the machinery
the failed embedded in the story of our construction
weaves, warps, and wires to
a beauty that no mechanic or historian can
re-coup.

[Take solace in your faulty, slapped together sides - they are part of you and create a new type of harmony]