When You Lose Your Joy
When you lose your joy,
Drive into flowers.
Make matters into bratwurst.
Sancitfy the tiny.
Devour the anguish of others
On a single joke,
A swift pivot,
Like magic for all parties.
Your soured season,
A mere passing cloud.
Copyright © Matt Caliri | Year Posted 2020
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