concrete hornets nest

push maroon sunrise,
a concrete hornet’s nest in motion.
the Sun, is a painter’s peace Lamp.

Kiss across concrete, charity.
A poet’s feast of butterfiles,
disguised as magic.

Crazy, insane ,Lovers,
spiral shapes their fantasy.
Fish ringing with insanity.

Quiet Running and walking.
I am out of breath.
It’s like, very quiet,
a game of fate or chance.

push maroon sunrise
among the concrete
hornet’s nest.
better be carefully quiet or
you may get stung.

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