Construction Lit Fool Blue
By Joe Dickinson
What’s a rhyme?
Dime.
Whoa! Hello!
Hit hard,
Beat down, -
- rangerover, or,
disappearing act
#463.
Hot dog!
Makes me want to cry,
Seeing you being so nice.
The girl stands alone,
On a pedestal made
Of shattered glass.
The light shines under her
Causing colors, -
Red, blue, green, -
To shiver their way to the sky.
I am on my pedestal as well,
My pedestal of fire.
My feet are burning,
Why can’t I feel anything?
Pain, pain, you only feel it
When the light goes out
In your brain.
Oh love! You continue to hurt me so!
Can’t you just leave me alone?
What have I done to deserve this fate, this
Destruction of the poplar tree.
Copyright 2007 Joe Dickinson