A Pocketful of Poesy was and is again a Poem-a-Day(-on-Average) Blog! For 2009, 2010, 2011, 2012, and now for 2017 and going forward, you may expect to see 365 poems every year, 366 for leap years.

but aren't they all random?

Friday, May 17, 2019

burst

Bursting open at the seems
things are happening too fast
for me to quite react to them
- I reach a hand to catch,
to grasp, and only tip
to misdirect
a fall ordained by plausibly,
deniably: a suspect. Who
made me do this? I'd fall

myself, but I

know what would
catch me then. And

it's not hell,
and I don't want to go. I don't
concern with it, or coincide,
I do not fit. My best

reaction

is too slow. So
just say no,

I guess. And then?
Say yes
to something else again.

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