Vignettes IV

Vignettes IV

In fury and rage
She attacks innocents
Putting weights upon them
And measuring the output
Of their collected supposed sanities
With quiet thoughts they endeavor
To stay out of her sight
Knowing one rueful glance
Means the end of happy days

There is no joke
But we can’t help
But laugh at
Where we find ourselves
Brothers and sisters
Meaning to make sense,
Failing
And flicking our funny bones
As a final result

Lost long but
Forgotten not
Together rolling in love and lust
Entwined forever
Kisses chasing kisses
Longing long and slow
Soft and deep
In each other’s eyes
Parting palms
Lips blowing that final buss
Over heads
Onto lips puckered

— GLB

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