Lumps
He has a gargoyle on the top of his nose,
a knobby, kibbled excrescence
The gnarly nose is outstanding,
it rules his kindly face like a goblin prince.
Rose hued it is crusted with craters.
Poor old chap, I can’t help but wonder
how age and lifestyle can have led to
a Hieronymus Bosch grotesque
in living flesh.
Be careful what you eat and drink my friends,
beware of the nose that bobbles and bends,
it’s very malformed presence
could be a sign, a tale, a tell.
of a rocky road to heaven or hell.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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