Today was a disturbance
of the peace. It was broken.
Anarchists raised their fists.
The police showed up
with riot gear and teargas
in my head. Some days are like that.
So much unrest within the boundaries
of our lives. I want to scream
at the nonsense. There is too much
shoving and foul language. It is rude.
Just miserable as the weather.
Irritable as jalapeño bowels.
Richard Rensberry, Author at QuickTurtle Books™