I’ve noticed an increase in exploding heads
alarming but pleasant
like the scent of wild cherry wood
smoldering as the sky dims.
They are the walking end
soothing visions of relief
no eyes to see
no mouths to scream.
Just the fluffy, white bushels of smoke left behind
after a barrage of intensities
too powerful for men
“I’ve Noticed an Increase in Exploding Heads” by Angie Hoover-Hillhouse
“Outburst” by Jumpstick
“Loose Canon” by Richard Vargaz