mimic

bysmithpeter©

seen:
smoking, blowing vapors through
”O” shaped hole
graceful feathered creature
red tailed, bent to wind
I feel, am liquefied

after that:
nothing but self tonight
no fence mending
no bridge building,
balloon inflation

sleep in my clothes
eat potato chips
below a still ceiling fan
where else

organized loneliness
the specter,
supposed calm
company of mundane

alone with this poem
and pepper,
I drop the guys I got
in business suits

Report Story

bysmithpeter© 1 comments/ 2950 views/ 0 favorites

Share the love

Report a Bug

1 Pages:1

Please Rate This Submission:

Please Rate This Submission:

  • 1
  • 2
  • 3
  • 4
  • 5
Please wait
Recent
Comments
by Anonymous

If the above comment contains any ads, links, or breaks Literotica rules, please report it.

There are no recent comments (1 older comments) - Click here to add a comment to this poem or Show more comments or Read All User Comments (1)

Add a
Comment

Post a public comment on this submission (click here to send private anonymous feedback to the author instead).

Post comment as (click to select):

You may also listen to a recording of the characters.

Preview comment

Forgot your password?

Please wait

Change picture

Your current user avatar, all sizes:

Default size User Picture  Medium size User Picture  Small size User Picture  Tiny size User Picture

You have a new user avatar waiting for moderation.

Select new user avatar:

   Cancel