Dreading Sunday --
and the blurry Monday after
hit for hit
and blow by blow
one, two punch
of a broken, shattered world
I dread Sunday
and though I be not superstitious
I can't help feeling
the notion of things in threes
murders
fires
fill in the blank
what will Sunday bring
I dare not think
This month has been rough, between the Las Vegas massacre and all the fires in the NorCal and in OC. I grew up in Napa, went to college in Irvine, and now live in Nevada.... this is all hitting much too close to home. Literally.
