The Mood Swing
while lying on couch
tears of anger shoot inside
as reality show
exclamations pelt with stones
I let my wounds bleed
Micah Zevin 2010
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This is a one man dog and pony show my friends. I hold the strings in my hand even if they are tangled strings they are my puppets, or so I think. This is my space to explore absurdly serious realities and you are free to respond and send me your good or bad cheer but your reactions are welcome in the maelstrom of beauty that is poetry...Hi ho!
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