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
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9 comments:
...after a day of scooping poop? :-)
I love masago's comment!
LOL!
I wake up like that almost every day. Thanks for the read.
Masago said it all LOL. Good one Pat! It's good to see you back.
brrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!
(wanted to ask if that has anything to do with the poop scooting but masago beat me to it)
nice to see you back!
one way of putting it. :)
Hi Pat,
This has a bone chilling yet humorous effect both at the same time. Not an easy feat!
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!
This is a great Halloween image.
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