S.B. Joon

Before I became this poem of pure looking, I had a name, that like a balloon that pops, proved too small for that which filled it Now, I watch these thoughts, through reversed binoculars, traveling to the threshold of the horizon, and just when they pass over, I sweep them up, like dust, with a broom that keeps this glory clean S.B. Joon is a pseudonym that protects my anonymity. If you enjoyed NKN, please consider leaving a review on Amazon!