Instant Karma Poem by Tommy Szamosi

Instant Karma



Hiding under
everyone's
emotional lid
is a volcanic
substance
measured not
by individual
search for
meaning...
but by the
hours, or minutes
during which
the lid inevitably
explodes...
thereby creating
the lava flow
towards
certain self-
destructive behavior.

In other words:

When you hear the low-down rumble
When you see the fingers tremble
Skin color changing to deep purple
That's the time to get a grip.

Count to ten, then count to twenty
Slowly breath, the stakes are many
Every body's got aches a-plenty
So if you must, just let one rip!

Let off the steam
Let your belly scream
Then just go out
for some cold ice cream!

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Tommy Szamosi

Tommy Szamosi

Woodland Hills, California, USA
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