trile

[myveryown_nemesis]

 And here is my revision of an earlier poem...I've played with this one several time, but this is where it lands (no pun intended). I didn't include the earlier dates, because there were just too many for a poem so concise.

trifle

 

In my anger,

you become paper.

I crumple you;

throw you,

 

Nonchalant,

I watch

as you land,

at the foot of the stairs.

 

 

2025.07.10