Sticker price

Clouds walk

 

                 on stilts  through a city and

 

Jigsaw  pieces of

 

Mud.            Thickens.            Forever. 

 

They  peddle  rain until  rust is  spilled 

Completely   on    chrome   for  him  to

 

         E   X   A   M   I   N   E.

 

Until   there is no gas  left to 

 

                           drive

                                 with. . .

 

He   remembers a  radio  played song

and  trunked   luggage  kept in bottles

of aspirin to take with empty canteens,

 

Missing puzzle pieces of a marriage.

 

Church  bells and borrowed  friends.

 

A bitchin babe  dancing  like sky  art.

 

A sticker price.

 

Copyright © 04/15/2014 Ð Ṝ Ƣ Ñeedle & Ŧhread®

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4 comments on “Sticker price

  1. This burst with images that grab the mind and twist it as the mind runs wild with imaginations of a bruised heart and a broken soul. No chance for a survival can cause a person lots of pangs. An excellent writing that “could” be a great start for a new book.

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