Caterpillar

August 27, 2011 at 6:06 AM (Poetry)


She wraps herself in lines

primps and polishes

her skin is numb

bruised eyes make the day look bleak

She wraps herself in ink

hiding behind fancy terms

glitter on her face

well-thought out smiles

She wraps herself in fantasy

ribbons in dry hair

dreams so she does not sleep

words etched in skin

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2 Comments

  1. hotshot bald cop said,

    This made me laugh for a protracted time.

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