Caricatures

EvilToasterElfEvilToasterElf Posts: 1,119
edited April 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
On the rainy days there weren’t any people walking on the street
from my vantage point, in my swiveling chair, by my tinted window
there where only floating parasols, octagon carapaces immune
to the shivering blades of water
These are the toes that never dip into the ocean,
the children that never submit their lives to the pool in the backyard
because their own shriveled fingers were to much a reminder of mortality
They read their future only in what was revealed in prune claws
When the crows leap from one glaze eye to the other, and they
chide Bobby down the street for playing on the lawn,
when they dress as a caricature of their own parents
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  • AliAli Posts: 2,621
    Give me more....:):):):):):):):):):):)
    A whisper and a thrill
    A whisper and a chill
    adv2005

    "Why do I bother?"
    The 11th Commandment.
    "Whatever"

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  • EvilToasterElfEvilToasterElf Posts: 1,119
    Ali wrote:
    Give me more....:):):):):):):):):):):)

    your wish is my command
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