Prism

a lune----when the soul shatters

The soul would have no rainbow had the eyes no tears....John Vance Cheney



Prism

When a soul shatters,
cleaves apart,
it is a prism.

The light, refracted
in rainbows,
pours out through the skin.

This coat of colors,
blot of Cain,
makes us most human.

Prompt Subject: Quote Me This (see requirements for instructions)
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Other requirements/restrictions: Choose a quote and write your poem based upon your interpretation of the quote. Please include the quote at the top. Do not use the quote in the poem.