Bubble boundaries abound bouncing
all-
over
town
i t
g a
n t
o t
r e
i r
n e
g d
sheep,
those
that weep-
until
the
n e x t
r e p a s s
when giving is in season
Category: Indifference
these days,
you’re in such
a haze. Mind’s
escaping, these
wounds, left
gaping. You
titter and
stare, while
stripes I bear.
Words whipped
wildly, shouted-
without care.
Leave scars
behind, yet
you, are
blind. Can’t
you see,
you’re
killing
me?
Slapping canvas,
words
meet paper,
carelessly
thrown-
skipping a
stone,
writing
meaningless
groans.
Not
a jot, or
a thought,
to what
they might
mean,
perhaps even
glean, something
hidden
beneath-
this
razorback
sheath.
Your
new
car,
suits
you.
wear
it
well,
hydro
formed,
slick,
fast-n-easy-
pin
striped-
leather
seats
matching,
hearth
and
home.
