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.

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