DAY 24: Happenstance

Dear Friend,

A poem for you.  Happy Christmas Eve.

Sincerely,
Angeles

Happenstance
dollhouses and paper dreams
epileptic treasures of a symbolic metaphor
hyperlinking exasperations and
technological situations of solitude
and perpetually sinking the overcast
sanctity of everything human and
nothing immoral.
chest held high in serenity and
devotion of tragic catastrophies and
geometric obstacles
with tribulations and typhoons
     - created at your own risk
        and sanity
i wish i knew you before we met
maybe then it wouldn't be so sterile
in an exploited environment.
correct me if i'm wrong sargeant.

Medium:  words