Jalapeño Bowels


Today was a disturbance

of the peace.  It was broken.

Protesters congregated.

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™

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