Fragile

Kinsey Peterson

there are two types of fragile

they were the second

 

the first being glass and bone

the shattering of mother's dinnerware

 

the second being the ticking of a clock

and the boom of dynamite

 

they were the latter

a bomb setting its own detonation

a shard of glass coated in gunpowder

 

they were fragile

in the most dangerous of ways

  • Author: Kinsey Peterson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: January 27th, 2023 11:03
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  • GabrielThePoet

    that was a nice piece

  • jarcher54

    I won't forget this little piece. Dangerously fragile. Very witty and observant.

  • Symphonically_Amazed

    Peace of neglecting the breaks

  • Neville



    Bravo .. I rarely use the A word these days but I shall use it here write now .. this is seriously Amazing ink Kinsey .. Neville

    • Kinsey Peterson

      aww you're getting me all red in the face



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