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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