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Free verse № 142881

Picture beneath the painting

by Caducus

Member since 2002 · Posted 2 May 2006 · 2 comments

Fridays death birthed cider and sodomy and his Indigo brushes blotted a masterpiece of tomorrows regret. Zombie in the dresser mirror, grimacing kindled her. Mascara and concealer painted over lies, beautifully covered In time for tea at Gran's. Mum poured milk on my cheerios, she resembled her cameo. Dad slept sucking his thumb fists furred red, by a white gold wedding band that Grandad wore happily for 49 years.

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[9] Dovina 2-May-06/3:14 PM Reply
"sodomy" stnds out as a misfit, but maybe it's there for some reason, If so, it's not given. I like Verse 2 because it's what I do each day. But it's about a painting, and like most of yours, gives not-quite-enough, not as much as I want.
[7] Ranger 2-May-06/3:20 PM Reply
Zombies, sodomy and paintings come together to make one of the most unusual combinations I've ever conceived of...