My Poetry

Revenge Visualizations #1

I want to put on a pair of kick-ass boots and stomp you into nothingness. Instead, I think of you and I, in a room full of glass bottles. I start stomping the glass, making broken bottles with multi-colored shards strewn across the room. I jump up and down, like a child might do, traveling around the room making tiny bits of color. While humming a happy tune, I make a rainbow of hope, a rainbow of healing, a rainbow of revenge. As I smash the glass back to its tiny original form and you become nothingness as you drown in a sea of sand.

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