365 Poetrics

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Final strings

Of burning bridges

As fire rages

The scorching heat.

Agony of the windows

As they all melt

Slowly but surely

Being free of this hell.

Michael: As you know, I'm Michael Hand. I am filled with humerous refrences no one gets and my own brand of wisdom in the form of myths, aliens, pizza, politics, or a combination. I like Animals, Debating, Horses, Most Other People, Food, Conspiracy Theories and, of course, Writing My Own Special Brand Of Short Stories and Poems, so enjoy the blog.

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