'Sir......'

By elisa

ghost riding
the subway charade

coasting surreal
as i
clutch a
mind off-track

railing unamused
by the
shadows that leak
through the
sliding doors

cold
carried on
their backs

tooth decay
and
phantom aches
in a cannibal survival
echoing in
a sign of the times

-

to the tin man
with the empty reach
sitting across the [a]isle

'Sir, could you please close your cavity chest......the absence is unbearable'

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Published on Saturday, June 25, 2005. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "'Sir......'"

On Sunday, August 24, 2014, soul_versing (774) wrote:

A mind-bending read that sends chills creeping down my spine. I loved the narrative tone as your words poured effortlessly off my lips. I adore your mind, love.
A former member wrote: I adore the second to last line. Says so much is so few words, that's the good stuff.
On Thursday, May 31, 2007, carlosjackal (2788) wrote:

=)) Another great one from your good self, elisa. I'm so glad I faved you :))))) -Carl
On Tuesday, March 7, 2006, monalisamarie (113) wrote:

well done ....love the metaphors...
A former member wrote: Heh I liked the concept behind this. Or my interpretation of it anyway. Last line drove it home perfectly. Kudos :) ~Ship!
On Sunday, June 26, 2005, Lotophagi (333) wrote:

I love the disjointed feel that jolts my mind with vivid imagery that destroys. superb work. Thank you.
On Saturday, June 25, 2005, urbanhumility (1158) wrote:

urban......barren........well done........................urban
On Sunday, June 26, 2005, elisa (1595) wrote:

arid......desolate........thx urb