Monday, December 9, 2013

Not a Rant...

I wanted to rant about my fourteen hour day yesterday waiting on the gas company to fix a leak and turn us back on.  But.  It all seems so ridiculous this morning in the light of other things that came to light yesterday.  This is a result of all of that wreckage.

12.9  What Really Matters

Rage feels silly after waking
from dreams of family scuffles
at the funeral-to-be
when that paper dragon
melts
leaving obscene paper scraps
scattered across the front lawn
and standing in its place
the real deal
chuffing brimstone
and throwing the fallen snow
upwards in a perversion
of natural ways
that simply shouldn’t be.


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