Fracture
©November 29th, 2017
By Vijaya Sundaram
How to write of peace
When a tsunami of rage
Over-swells the brain?
Rage does not flow well.
The waves are jagged and frayed.
Boulders dash below.
It boils over all,
This landmass of me, here, now.
Reduced to rubble.
Inexplicable,
The tsunami flows through
Tectonic fractures.
.It’s what we endure
All of us, the world entire,
Awaiting a shift.
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P.S. Don’t worry, friends, it’s just how I feel right now – tired, disgusted by humanity’s failure to be its best, mad at my failure to be at my best when tired. It’ll pass. Everything does. Tomorrow, I’ll be all moonlight and mystery.