Caus-Tic (Part II)

Stashed down deep

in the bowels of my mind

memories ooze,






disturb this sunny day


And so it starts again,

this daily chore of pretence

as i leap and bound and cad:

A puppet show of joy


Yet closer still i sense a fissure

spreading through my soul


Its dam will burst.  A tsunami


my smile.


The strings will sag

as on bended knees

I crumble,


completely spent.

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Copyright © 2017 Hannah Edge. All rights reserved.


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