Moths And Flames Poem by matthew broxton
Moths And Flames
Rating: ★4.5
Too much to hold,
like wet soap,
happiness slips right through.
Positive energy glows,
negative radiation
attracts me like a moth,
and suffocates me
like a chloroformed cloth.
Walkin' thru the crowd,
a beautiful smile,
is camoflaged by ignorant scowls.
Hope has a flag,
fear is holding a noose,
I wringle, I strain
and I flag.
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5/7/2024 4:01:09 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Good stuff!