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
Ramblings of a Medicated Lady: Words of Woe by Loria Taylor 
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July 9, 2009 at 10:09 am
jessiecarty
i’m so jealous! i want to write such simple words that sound so awesome together 🙂
the second stanza is my favorite!
July 9, 2009 at 8:14 pm
Paul
That is a very cool poem. Very precise, great images and sounds. You should podcast this one. It is one of your best.
July 9, 2009 at 9:01 pm
medicatedlady
Wow, yall, thanks!
July 10, 2009 at 11:34 am
poeticgrin
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.
July 10, 2009 at 2:04 pm
medicatedlady
Bryan: what’s a podcast? Please explain slowly so that I can understand.
July 15, 2009 at 6:12 am
mariana
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
July 23, 2009 at 5:51 pm
Tel
There’s something humorous in this at first, and then something foreboding. So much in a few lines! Nice.