Hermit

Somewhere decaying above me she lies without a body
I will soak her in bleach
and wear her
and I will say to society,
         "You knew me. Now who do you think I am?"

Reduce each clue to a numbered paint
Brush them into a body shape
And I might find myself the way a hermit crab comes across his old shell- still without a soul.

The emptiness of an alternative being

Hidden in high grasses
'For Sale' sign popular for target practice

Reviews

[Coffee Vampier]

I had to re-read this in a good way, I just cant seem to figure out why I am smiling even though this is dark, very well written. The pot was ever winding and took me to another place with each line. Well done, cant wait to read more from you :)

[Coyote Poetry]

The poem brought me in. I had to read a few times. Each lines adding to the plot and create wild visions. I wanted to know more. This is a amazing poetry. You made me wish to understand more.
Coyote

[dreaming dame]

It's not a happy poem. But I smiled when I finished reading this... peculiar:P WOnderful use of dictionary:) ... My favorite line; Brush them into a body shape

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Masterful poetry and usage of words...
great :)