bubble burst

written for The Sunday Muse #252

every child’s face 
is held in a single bubble
eager with destruction

but true enough

we rip globes
from ribbed plastic
to whet their clapping hands

like an oil slick
in the grass

so young
for planet stomping

it’s like we’re raised to it

7 thoughts on “bubble burst

  1. Some things don’t change. Give me a summer afternoon and some bubbles and I can keep my 8 year old busy for hours as he chases down and claps his hands destroying bubbles.

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