My Internal Combustion
There is internal combustion
Waiting in my heart
To trigger and blow me to smithereens
It pulsates when people get mean with each other
Lashing out, screaming unkind things,
Threatening and intimidating others.
I can no longer watch the news
Because of the horribleness of it
Because it hurts me
Blowing my heart to smithereens
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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