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Free verse № 132212

a skinny man on the dock

Member since 2005 · Posted 17 Oct 2005 · 4 comments

crumpled paper bag styro chicken napkin greasy under fingernails i hate lettuce roast beef and tomato cheese smell like a carbon fryer coffee smoke hand resting on oiled wood planks dripping slow pooling into dusty boots planted like shaolin ninja on pole i am balance i am alert aware i will strike cheesy fries gobbled garbage filly dilly bacon wrapped filtered water organically packaged sandwich platter salmon garlic smashy sausage seven word samples shop slice butter cracker mixed green scooter chew chew slurpie magic mints and picks and cups with ice syrupy slime rubs shoulders saggy suit in the sunny sun glasses slide away eyes blur a clean blade a sharp palm directed force sweeps all opponents on the thread the nut tightens

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[6] Dovina 17-Oct-05/7:10 PM Reply
May I steal your last line? It's great - could use it in lots of places. But it doesn't seem to fit here.
[n/a] ay deee › Dovina 18-Oct-05/6:17 AM Reply
stealing is a moral decision. i am glad you like it. it is an abrupt ending, but i had hoped it to make one want to start again from the top. it could be its own stanza here i suppose...
[4] Tintagiles 19-Oct-05/10:26 PM Reply
'Shaolin ninja on pole'... You've gone and impaled yourself, haven't you?
[n/a] ay deee › Tintagiles 21-Oct-05/10:14 AM Reply
apparently some ninjas use short stocky pieces of wood called mai poles to train on. they stand on and move about these to gain balace, agility, precision, etc.