Wednesday, March 11, 2026

Bomb Shelter Boogie (a poem)

Burning like a neon sun 
Radiating like an atomic missile  
Duck and cover   
As I detonate 
Fulminating in verbal fire 
Billowing blazing words 
Scorching my world  
Venting the pent-up 
Fractured frustrations  
From biting a tongue 
Gnawing it pulpy raw   
Rivulets of crimson 
Pouring down my chin  
Drowning my body  
Until I can’t take it 
Insides ablaze 
Burning like a neon sun 
A selfie wearing a yellow shirt reflecting yellow on my face and mad scientist glasses
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2026, John L. Harmon 


Freak Out, 
JLH 

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Convalescent
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My blazing books… 

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