- Non-Erotic Poetry
- He Fell Through a Crack in a Fingerprint
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Click hereI’m drawn
through transparent
smashed insect maps
into a room a large
crowd is slowly filling.
As each person enters,
another nerve
ending is exposed
revealing
the ability to fly.
Another person enters
the ceiling dissolves,
I take to the sky.
The sky takes me
into the motion of a hand
that had a way
of walking
louder than
the shape of an idea
posing as an angry wasp.
A big thank you to bluerains for all her help on the ending.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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Epmd607almost 17 years agoBill sir, I really like the way you mislead--i insist on reading 'transparent insect traps', there's probably some obscure cognitive reason for it, but you hit on that great dylan thomas thing now and then in your writing...i'm a fan.
-joe
Anonymousabout 18 years agoand your poem is good, very interesting images. I didn't quite follow all of them, but I have to read it a few more times to get a good feel for it. For example, I thought the image of the hand walking was odd (and made me think of "let your fingers do the walking"), but I loved the ending that follows it.
--Angeline
LuciousBi-Writes4Uover 18 years agogood bd...
work onthe gram. stuff a bit...but good! the point is good and the wording great! overall i love it..
**HUGS**
T
