is made of
porcelain white bars,
surrounded
by ringlets of fire,
red hot and orange
as daisies
consumed by
the summer sun.
Those cornerless
bars, alive and fierce
as fractals, daring me
to eclipse my freedom.
George Cassidy Payne is a poet from Rochester, NY. His work has been included in such publications as the Hazmat Review, Moria Poetry Journal, Chronogram Journal, Ampersand Literary Review, The Angle at St. John Fisher College, and 3:16 Journal. George’s blogs, essays and letters have appeared in USA Today, The Wall Street Journal, The Atlantic, Havana Times, South China Morning Post, The Buffalo News, and more.
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