my mind is a firework
It is three a.m.
the world is flat
spooky gray sky
elusive moon in hiding
I am the only one awake
in Kansas City
possibly the only one awake in the universe
My mind is a firework
too much responsibility
I can barely fathom it
am I in charge then?
where do I start?
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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