Friday, August 17

What Pain Gave Rise to & Thought Cancer



I. Thought Cancer

Miasma, she spread.
Lead an army out to war,
Bore death by dozens.

About// You ever meet someone whose negative energy personifies a cancerous tumor?

II. What Pain Gave Rise To

I heard his laughter
Let his mutilation know:
“I ain’t scared a’ you.”

About// how beautiful it is when we don’t allow our imperfections to get the better of us.

postscript: still working on my haiku, one of the hardest poetry forms, in my opinion.  (a haiku: 5/7/5)