Undulating Emotions
Undulating emotions
are encircling all around
Discomboblating and muffling
the impression of sounds
Retarding the stillness
of abiding on smooth ground
It's like:
What do?
I do?
Do I
Take a walk
worn down
unshining
strapping on
buckled high
heeled shoe
bling
Or do I
Sit with
drooping butt
reading
unfortunate news
of their bust
out of luck
Do I
Flail
amid flustering
dropping the
glass breaking
pieced together
anew rule?
Or do I
Watch
returning episodes
of Cops busting out
laughing inside
an inebriation with
broken down
old fools?
Do I dye
the endings of
my pink hair
looking in
reflective mirrors
with a vanity
in wear?
Or do I
Pick apart
those strolling
around town
of unkempt
bare faced ugly
wearing cloths
horribly bent
Do I
Write poems
not punching
time clocks
at work
involved in
artistically lyrical
musings of
attention grabbing
Or do I
Pic apart
someone's art
painting on
canvas stealing
brushes
streaking
fire igniting
criticism
unmatched
Undulating emotions
are encIrcing all around
Discomboblating and muffling
the impressions of sound
Retarding the stillness
of abiding on smooth ground
Copyright © Holly Bohto | Year Posted 2016
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