Stickered existence
I was a victim of a drive-by
the brushing of a Holly tree
and the prickers lining the plastic leaves
The scrape of bark
nature’s equivalent to concrete
I will bleed and it will be sweet
And then there’s pine needles
and rocks
and caves
the dangers obvious
the consequences clear
Deep down it’s you and the dirt
no analogies
no depth
you and the dirt
i’m so jealous! i want to write such simple words that sound so awesome together 🙂
the second stanza is my favorite!
That is a very cool poem. Very precise, great images and sounds. You should podcast this one. It is one of your best.
Wow, yall, thanks!
RE: Paul – M’Lady and I have a date to record some of our poetry this weekend. That is, if she survives her real date on Saturday night.
Bryan: what’s a podcast? Please explain slowly so that I can understand.
Beautifull!
It is like orlando
construction material plastic/fake
There are Real Plant, tons
but they prefer the plastic ones
so they save the trouble
to water them
There’s something humorous in this at first, and then something foreboding. So much in a few lines! Nice.
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