your really on a roll says your monster in control your taking uncertain risks and at the sight of you we all just cant resist pudgy sense of urgency life is safer on the outer rim its only part of the could have been pretend your dying.. pretend your hiding with pictures in the sea washed ashore whispering nothing as a final plea
An interesting creation. This struck me as a desperate plea for acceptance. The subject looked more like a class clown. The poem rings some sad overtones in me....for people out on the fringe. Well written!
Glen Hope, PA USA
Intricately woven spider web crawling into silk capturing dancing spider approaches seeing a message threaded tightly within poison eyes piercing face appetite drooling reaching to grab meaning as trap door opens mouth fighting the wrath of black spit molecules bare resistance as scroll of poetry lines a path of least detouration founded a poet with words grabbing and playing like a fiddle fingers intense musically entrancing the intrigued audience attending.