Thor, the Norse God of Thunder, had a hammer named Mjölnir. Mjölnir was considered a fierce weapon that could level mountains and summon lightning with every blow. In this poetry blog, every Thursday, (Thor’s Day), Mjölnir will forge only song - sing of the mysteries and beauties of the world.

Thursday, July 6, 2017


A mongrel dog
at the dump.
A soup can stuck
to its mangy snout.
It don’t care.
It’s too busy trying
to lick the tin
off every ridge
of the empty insides.

We are like this
with the stuff we can’t
let go of.
Aren’t we?

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