Saturday, November 18, 2017

my day in hell (so it felt )

my day in hell (so it felt )


Today I felt like I was in a WASTELAND 
Waiting three hours in my hot car.
I was WEARY from the constant heat
as the sun shined with fervent rays
I had the windows down as far 
as they would go.
Sweat dripped to my feet.
The heat seemed to PREY  on me
Like EVIL on  BRILLIANT souls.
I heard the CAW of the bird over my head.
It filled my CRAW with the thought,
I wonder if he thinks I'm dead.

I felt dehydrated sitting there
I wondered if I used a BLADE
would any BLOOD begin to flow
I wished I had some lemonade.

My hair WITHERED like a ROSE on my skin
with EMBERS of hope from the breeze
of my flimsy TATTERED paper fan. 
I made a CREED this too shall pass.
All things come to an end.
But the heat was pulling me into an ABYSS
With VICIOUS and VENOMOUS  words
I vowed to DEMOLISH his ass,
For leaving me there too long.
My AMBER hair felt like mush.

The DEMON could have been dancing with joy
with me in this predicament.
No BRIDGE or trees for shade.
But today would not end in CATASTROPHE.

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