My Destructible Elbow

How many worlds are denied by
our being born destructible?
Cancellation never defines but
Perpetuation ever refines.

Tragically this time my
Elbow gave way easy
And shattered long before
An aligned paradigm
Could feign to perform.

No light show this time.
No young flock
To ignore.

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