Posted in Denmark, Poetry, Prose

Smashing Gnomes

Gnomes anyone?
They seem to be everywhere
especially in Germany,
while I am in Denmark,
smashing, into little tiny pieces
my unpleasant side, showing
the nasty in me
wanting out
venting anger
at garden gnomes
the problem being, though
their absence,
Tricky little devils
appearing without notice
just not when I am around
With my hammer,
hanging in my belt,
resembling those
that I wish to harm
a parody of myself
not wanting a response
from others wanting
to smash me….

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My profile might reflect who I am, what I think and why I write what I do. My profile might just reveal the inner workings of a deranged mind, a helpless soul, and a self-destructive way of living. Don't worry. I'm OK. I've just lost sight of my little sister in the evening clouds....

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