Glittering Beast

Glittering Beast

Homeless,

black clack

black clack sandals

passing black eye duennas

head clanging of heatstroke...

sweat of fear grief

and molecules of loser dust

all over me...

the L.A. blue sky is a lie.

So is the beach.

never enough time to

stand on the beach

and confront,

beseech the great light in the sky...

I've absorbed every hit,

rotten cruelty,

cold bitterness,

found islands of humanity

islands of sanity.


Oh, wait, just you wait,

you she bitch with glass teeth

I'll make you pay for every sullen sober sad thought

I'll find your soft underbelly,

stroke you like a milk -fed kitten

lull you with croons of aparitions

my teeth are growing,

I'm learning how to street fight

with life.

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Eiddwen 3 years ago from Wales

Brilliant lilyfly ;voting up and sharing for sure.

Eddy.


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moonfroth 3 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

She's back Gang! Look out! All hard-glass fists and flashing, sharpened teeth. Do not go gentle ANYWHERE, Lily--not your style. Some great imagery in this short piece--the ENERGY in language and cadence is an excellent vehicle for the angst you want to capture. Keep writing--this food and shelter crap really does get in the way, eh?


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lilyfly 3 years ago from Wasilla, Alaska Author

How I've missed you- glad your still on this orb; thank you Eddy, Moon, is Hy doing well? Xstatic? Missed you, missed you, missed you! My heart is full of your kind words! On the job now, so must go, give my love to one and all, and it never fails to astound me how much your words of appreciation touch me, Moon; they mean a great deal to me.... love lily Write me, tell me your trials and tribulations!!!!! Your triumphs, your foibles... lily


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moonfroth 3 years ago from Rural BC (Canada) & N of Puerto Vallarta (Mexico)

Of course I'm still on this orb--far too ornery to leave before I've finished all the ballyhoo I've started. Besides, I believe i need your permission to leave......and clearly i don't have that! I've been writing poetry--recently had one accepted for inclusion in an anthology called THE POETIC BOND III--and some of th text got screwed up between my final proof and what ended up in the book, so I'm not at all a happy camper. Other than that...i'll send you a private note.


Jayna 24 months ago

I told my kids we'd play after I found what I neddee. Damnit.

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