Apples and mangoes
Draw out the human in me
Also the human in you
Like juice dribbling off your bottom lip
Vernacular disregarded
My native tongue
Your americana gaped teeth
White as the lies
Rich kids tell after they realize
Santa was only around to
Suffice for father's absence...
© 2013 Anthony Desmond Scott. All Rights Reserved.
8 comments:
oo first, like the visual in the juice over the lip...the teeth white as lies...ouch on the close man...absent fathers rack my heart a bit
What can I say.. Brian already said it... the Mangoes and apples.. juice over lib.. really liked that. and Santa just for absent fathers- Great writing
what the ... talk about a switcheroo. I thought you were going one way and zingo! you went another - and it completely works for me. Fantastic.
Well done in such a short space. Very pointed.>KB
Amazing poem.
Powerful conclusion.
This piece captures from the onset and takes one in a direction that literally makes you sit back. I appreciate your expression. Send peace ~ Rose
dang - that close and wonderful images how you start with the juice and the gaped teeth...and hey..good to see you
so much power in this
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