Security

the cost of freedom

Security

If I were a window,
I’d be invisible to wings.
Flies would buzz
and head-bang bees. Wasps
would sting. Gnats
I’d knock unconscious. I’d be clearly
clean of guilt. If I were a window,
it would be my duty
to keep the buggers out.

From The Wolf Pack Moon poems by Richard Rensberry  http://amzn.to/265rdpF 

 


Discover more from Author Richard Rensberry

Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.

Leave a comment