Saturday, April 3, 2010

napowrimo #3: scared yet?

Teeth Mark Fantasy Draft

by

E.P.G

It is arid August
and the trees sweat
sucking drops of moisture
from the air to relieve
their thirst.

Asters stand on the hill
My white hidden from the sun legs
wrap around your waist
in the tepid pond.
My feet dangle.
We swim together conjoined twins-
You are my Atlas
holding up my world.

Birds’ nests bare
Alligators boulders’ eyes
ripe-
Hard teeth waiting
To devour.

http://readwritepoem.org/blog/2010/04/03/napowrimo-prompt-3-scared-yet/