grief bomb

so pop
goes the grief bomb

forgotten since it burst last no louder than a sneeze quickly re-assembling
hiding in your jeans pocket with your nickels and knuckles waiting to detonate anew
reminding you that raped as a child never goes away it’s all yours, baby
no return policy it’s the poison on your skin the street running through your head
one way traffic dark and slow as comprehending

¿what the fuck happened?
check out the kid numb on the sidewalk see your reflection in a plate glass window







One thought on “grief bomb

  1. ;)

    Michael (778) 877-1929

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