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Middle Earth

MIDDLE EARTH


I see the gaping maw approaching
ivory white saliva covered teeth
slobbering over red gums
tongue lolling about
reaching for my face.

Knees!!  Dammit!!!  Knees!!
God are there some ugly knees
rippled, dimpled, dumpling shaped
sticking through the holes in new jeans
smiling at me.

Butts!!  Posteriors!!  Cheek-sets!!
Bumping and bouncing
a constant “cha-cha-cha”
rippling tide afloat in yoga pants
spandex containment
seeking release.

Table bottoms….gawd-a-mighty
therapy….yes!!…I’ll need therapy
Don’t let me touch that stuff!!!
Better yet….stop sticking whatever
under the tables.

I see crotches…grabbed
by men….not playing baseball
just …. just….damn….more therapy
and women in spray painted
“body clinging” fashion art.

I see other kids…in strollers
at the edge of shock
unprepared for what awaits them
around the corner
just down the block.


9/1/2015

submitted to – Through the eyes of a child – Poetry Contest
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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Godwin Avatar
September 1, 2015 at 4:16 PM
A smile-maker that I truly enjoyed ... CayCay
Allison Avatar
September 1, 2015 at 3:22 PM
Gosh ireally seen through the eyes of a child - it's actually quite alarming John it must be terribly frightening at times - good luck in the contest:-) hugs Jan xx 7
Lawless Avatar
September 1, 2015 at 3:29 PM
Jan, I often tell parents that the dog looks a bit more imposing to the children as they are looking right into his mouth. I also sit and try to imagine what those little minds are thinking.
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