Sardines

I pushed into the darkness,
my hands out before me,

and where I thought I’d find
the unhinged jaw of certain doom,

I found a bouquet of grown friends,
giggling like mad children.


day #13 of #nationalpoetrymonth | Cover image: Kyle Van Alstyne

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