Monday, April 26, 2021

NaPoWriMo, Day Twenty-Six Poem Twenty-Six

Spring Break

Suns out,
rats away. 

Ecstasy of
nibbling toes

taken out
to beaches

with bare
feet aplenty.

Hang yourself
by bathing straps,

twenty to same 
hotel room.

Back home is
cool enough

to be quiet, no
white noise heat.

Go on now
guinea pigs. 

Break off, out,
away already. 

We could stand
less your organs

can reman this 
happy forever. 

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