WHERE DOES THE SUNSHINE HANG OUT?

he cracks his neck
left and then right
as sunlight nurtures the optimistic girl
her sequinned handbag brushed up against jaded wet paint
she giggles, notices… walks away green
a dozen fresh pages at fingertips

thunder is a bad heart
a very bad heart
the edge of a guitar
a tough guy’s heartbreak

her heart crumbles like a 2 AM city
awaiting faded sunshine in morning

by mary ann blinkhorn

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