Short Inventories Poems

The traffic of life's busy inventories 
restrains this need for solace--
how the accounting of hours untamed
induces an onslaught to my self-care;
 
how much longer must I invest on time
which steals the leisure of hearts' meeting,
the thrill of flowers in bloom?--
if so, can toxic moments be measured 
by all demands of the day
when in the end, nothing really mattered.


Toxic State  by FJ Thomas
Dec 13, 2017...

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