sizzling yellow summer sky
beach balls
on blistering sand
worries
like butterflies
floating on the breeze
heaven
in a season
shattered
by clenched fists
beating down the glass wall
that separates rage
from logic
law
and reason
***
This is the eighteenth poem of my personal 30-day poetry challenge to break away from the machine to think about things that don’t matter. I have no idea what I’m doing. – Jim
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