October 2, 2001
The Twerp
Slush… Slush... Slush…
Foreign, the slimy twerp slithers
on a drenched tiled floor.
Sensing foreboding peril,
it lifts its extremity that is
some times sightless head
other times tail.
Tap. Tap. Tap.
Drizzle of white crystals
pierce its vulnerable body
as it wriggles and writhes
to its sodium chloridic demise.
Posted by CarizzCruzem on October 2, 2001 at 02:24 PM | fly with me
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