Rejection by Richard Trotter sorry, I can't make a river flow through your brain and part seas in your stomach which burn like a broken spa spitting thoughts in your breast. why would you say a word? for my head is a two legged spider only complete when he slips through the ether. 12/14/2003 Author's Note: one of my last pieces before I left. Posted on 12/14/2003 Copyright © 2024 Richard Trotter Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Alison McKenzie on 12/14/03 at 11:56 PM I keep trying to shake the imagery. I don't want to go where those words take me, but I want to see it all the same. Interesting feelings. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)