Shitty Poem No. 1

“Why do we forget, or pretend to forget…” (Mahmoud Darwish)

Squinting into bright clouds. The strain brings rainbow light into focus. Too short a time to let it settle. Fall breath. The inhale is caught in the throat. Sobbing exhales. A stream that stains. Glass shatters. A Quake, A Flood, A Fire, A Hurricane. Shots rain down. Human and nature collide. A force of nature. Human nature. Wants to reign. Something in the switch. We can’t stand to look. We can’t help but look. We close the curtain to prevent the strain.



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