Broken Prose Fragments

Broken Prose Fragments


While we sleep

continuing to unravel

this nebulous state


convenience in what we choose to see




yarns and strands

pulling apart—–from the seams

our differences

colour, politics, race, creed

blues, reds, greens, purples, and yellows

our eyes wide open


we choose to not see

we hear

but we do not listen


long slammed shut


Broken Prose Fragments12/07/2014©Leonard C. Gesinski All Rights Reserved


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