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Frigid
by Rachel Bennettpaws bloody, teeth ragged:
why are polar bears only
quadrupedal people?
is it the raspberry on vinyl upholstery,
the tomato on sun-speckled wood grain?
is it our charismatic grin
as we chomp through ice from the cooler?
or is it something more sinister,
some heartless murder of our own,
hunting untouchables,
gathering underlings? 01/23/2010 Author's Note: Poem #23. These will get more bearable soon, I promise (please excuse the pun).
Posted on 01/24/2010
Copyright © 2024 Rachel Bennett
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Therese Elaine on 01/24/10 at 08:49 PM I don't know Rachel -I'm really enjoying them, for your wordplay if nothing else -you craft quite well and your descriptions are always so vivid...and embrace the pun -embrace it!!! *grin* |
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