Solving the Puzzle
by Stephen Dunn
I couldn’t make all the pieces fit,
so I threw one away.
No expectation of success now,
none of that worry.
The remaining pieces seemed
to seek their companions.
A design appeared.
I could see the connection
between the overgrown path
and the dark castle on the hill.
Something in the middle, though,
It would have been important once.
I wouldn’t have been able to sleep