Boundaries

So beautiful, so right, so full, so whole
So easy to touch, to hold,
To
Drop
To break
To feel until its edges are sharp
To drink until it's no longer contained
When the sweetness escapes it isn't free
It's broken
Scattered
Maimed
Freedom and boundaries are not the same thing
But binding what's beautiful into one book
Does not denote the beauty of a page
Boundaries are what keeps beauty from falling into pieces
Still beautiful in pieces
But so hard to hold