Seeking connections in this

you may kiss the blarney stone if it makes you feel at home or
you can kiss your arse goodbye, ha, you laugh, but some try and I have lots of time for those types.

Those B52’s are still dropping confusion
exploding the conscious
exposing corrosion,
no one talks of corruption!

I struggle along wondering if it went wrong, where?

The light shines through and I do know that you can see me,
some thing or some one preserves me
and that is what connects me.

© 2019, John Smallshaw.