Some people just like to watch the world burn
but fire isn't the way to build things
despite all poetic thoughts
humans are not phoenixes
and the only thing that comes from ash
are sick lungs and deep coughs
be the stream of generosity
the refreshing waterfall
drown them if you must (kill them with kindness)
but do not burn it all
Cinco De Mayo has come and gone,
ReplyDeleteand there are no new poems from Allison.
Is poetry month the only time
when your poems fly in flocks
and they sometimes rhyme?