poemranker ::reptile by ThePariahDog

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Free verse № 153548

reptile

Member since 2003 · Posted 17 Aug 2007 · 1 comment

i am an imposter in my own skin wearing a hardened mask of flesh and hair the crocodile tears, shed instinctively yet cold-blooded egg birth gnawing at the back of my head betrays mammalian function failing, medulla oblongata revert back to childhood a boy scratching the eye with cockroach chitin this nail set perpendicular; driven with force it laid with the carpenter grand design underway the house built on bones of a broken home or maybe a spice rack, for flavor she cooked up happiness fresh and new stew, an amalgam of experience and raw ingredients now soft and palatable

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[9] http://mulberryfairy 22-Aug-07/6:13 PM Reply
Who gave this a zero and didn't comment? It is hard to work the word chitin into a poem! Nice mix of the literal and metaphoric: carpenter as god, carpenter ant, etc.