Southern Magnoia Blossom — Image by kenne
I awaken in time for an
early morning run,
magnolia blossoms opening
in the muggy east Texas air
moving in from the gulf
pushed by squall lines
full of moisture dropping occasionally
as I ran the Kingwood streets
lined with excessively large homes
and yards carved carefully
out of the woods,
having created a tragedy
of what was home
for what was meant to be
before society
forgot what it means
to embrace existence
without creating
self-imposed angst
in an irrational universe –
I keep on running
and running
and running
and running
— kenne
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