Thursday, June 17, 2010

One time to prove yourself
and if you fail to do so,
those wolves will sneer at you like your their next game, next dinner.
I'm sure you'd never realise
if you were
the dewdrop on top.
'To think about others? hah, please. Stop!'
Everyone thinking you're the prize
until one lip parted the other,
a verebal ball of string poured out
and all it'd smother,
rolling itself out , tangling everything in its path.
Like a fluorescent rainbow slinky
clasping its spiral bound bands
and never letting go.
'Oh, I REFUSE, sire!'
I'll have none of it
only if they don't put that
list of adjectives in front of HER.

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