Posts Tagged Black hole

How Easy It Is

I am a phony master –
I tell you how radically easy it is,
how rational it is,

but I hang with dizzy stars which shoot
in resignation for black holes,
delivering the power of hopelessness,
defining my emotional ruins.

How can I tell you it is easy?

Watching dancers on the street,
sweetly frazzled hair, freaking love, bouncing joy,
storming happiness,

and I’m glued to the awning with sticky slobber
from cats with motor-driven claws.

It is One Shot Wednesday AGAIN.  Go check out the good people and the good poetry!

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