Open Poetry #43 |
Bones Does Garbage Cans |
Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Bones is back behind the Paradise, he’s trying to be quiet, and he doesn’t want to be noticed. He doesn’t want the manager to know he’s back there. Quietly, he lifts the lid of one of the garbage cans. He puts the lid aside. There’s a used steak bone in there. He pulls a cold piece of steak off the bone, and eats it. There’s a partially eaten roll there, he gobbles that down too. Suddenly the back light goes on. Bones runs down the alley to a dark doorway, and presses his skinny frame against the door. He’s panting, and scared. He throws up. Bobby [This message has been edited by Robert E. Jordan (10-21-2008 09:47 AM).] |
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Bill Charles Member Patricius
since 2000-07-11
Posts 10619highways, & byways, for now |
Robert E. Jordan - you certainly have an imagination, enjoyed the read... However, as I read between the lines I wonder.... BC |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Thanks Bill, For reading, and the kind comment. Not much imagination was involved. Bobby |
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chopsticks Senior Member
since 2007-10-02
Posts 888The US, |
“ Not much imagination was involved.” Bobby, I bet the only thing you got wrong was the lipstick. They didn’t call him “ Do the best you can man from Philly ” for nothing |
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Robert E. Jordan Member Rara Avis
since 2008-01-25
Posts 8541Philadelphia, Pennsylvania |
Thanks dear Chopsticks, You are probably correct. I'll make that a half eaten roll. Love Bobby |
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