L-itterateur
I-s
Z-estfully
A-uthoring
F-elicitations
I-n
G-lory
U-sing
E-normous
R-apture
O-f
A-crostic
Topic: Birthday of Liza T. Figueroa (October 17)
Form: Vertical Monocrostic
cruising down Figueroa Street
at two in the morning on a Saturday
can mirror the Garden of Eden
strawberries instead of apples
some dipped in chocolate
hanging from forbidden corners
images of fame slither and hiss
then disappear like steam through your fingers
returning only if you're still willing
trying to grow old can be harder
than picking up a Chevy
though some swear by the white lines
to give them the strength they need
off in the distance stars shine and glitter
from lofty hills, from sacred pavement
I'm in pain
I feel alone
and when I cry
tears fall like rain.
When I leave my love
it hurts inside
and when you're not around me
I feel alone.
When I call you
it feels like you're next to me
and when I hang up
I cry because you're not there.
It's in your body.
Now it's too late
To take it back because
Of your mistake. Don't
Xaggerate!
It's because you drank.
Car accidents are deadly, especially when you
Are drunk!
This is why you don't drink
In a car while you're driving.
Oh no! The result is a crash.
Now it's too late to take it back!
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