Wednesday, May 21, 2008

Even Though

i woke up this morning
with my bones melting
pooling in the soles of my feet

i squished
when i walked to the bathroom
sloshed when i stopped

yeah though i walk
through the valley
of the shadow …

I still fear!
leaving puddle-prints
of skeletal slush


Masago said...

...after a day of scooping poop? :-)

gautami tripathy said...

I love masago's comment!


Rethabile said...

I wake up like that almost every day. Thanks for the read.

Janice Thomson said...

Masago said it all LOL. Good one Pat! It's good to see you back.

polona said...

(wanted to ask if that has anything to do with the poop scooting but masago beat me to it)

nice to see you back!

J. Andrew Lockhart said...

one way of putting it. :)

Elena said...

Hi Pat,
This has a bone chilling yet humorous effect both at the same time. Not an easy feat!

firebird said...

Pat, dear--

Kudos to you for facing down the negative feelings and getting straight through them!

(With a little help from your friends here, of course)...this poem was worth waiting for!

C said...

This is a great Halloween image.