Point Taken

While I was collecting rudenesses, something else was stirring.
While Churchfolk were singing His praises, she made other plans.
As if I had hit my cartoon head,
white petally wings encircled me,
bursting forth, disturbed when
I opened the door,
bruising my self dimentia beyond restraint

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One thought on “Point Taken

  1. I thought of you yesterday.

    I opened my trunk and a butterfly flew out. It kissed me on the cheek- then fluttered away.

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