July 28

Eight drops of anger
until logic like porcelain
in an earthquake shakes it way
to the edge of the shelf and falls
down
down
down.

Eight drops of anger
is all it takes to turn men
of peace into floods and tornados
tearing through down taking buildings
down
down
down.

Eight drops of anger
and what was a lovely evening
becomes an off remark, an illogical melee
the things we shouldn’t say falling
down
down
down.

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A day is not done, until it's filled with words.

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