bricks break, spread patterns around picture
frames, spider webs leading up, down, in
and the sidewalk breaks below, with pounds
of tip toe run walk feet, the glass breaks
to a window down the street outside, inside
a heart takes a last breath, and everything
breaks or breaks away from something, I hold
on, watch swallows dive from rooftops in their
mad love making fall, plummet towards
where everything ends in a stone breath goodbye, I
look up from cracked pavement, over soot rooftops
the night breaks into dawn
Ben Paynter
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/and-the-world-keeps-on-breaking/
