crawlersA Poem by Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)frustratedcrawlers no one wants to live beneath the laughter, where ripping bladed breaths tear through cardboard consciences stabbing, twisting, gutting the fish who swim in the shadows of doubts and eat the crusts of stale misdirected intentions with hands groping aisle-walkers from either side of golden crosses and dead geniuses confessing their needs for gratification, sanctification, mental masturbation. feed the ‘maybe’ salvation; raise the ‘could be’ flags of revolting inept insects crawling beneath the hairs of irritated demigods stinging, scratching, reaching for stacks of regurgitated Ambrosia. © 2010 Freder Fredersen (aka Grady)Author's Note
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1 Review Added on April 2, 2010 Last Updated on April 2, 2010 AuthorFreder Fredersen (aka Grady)Cleveland, TXAboutI'm as wired as a Kamikaze train wreck dance off in downtown Screamerville! When I write I try to leave this world behind and create a new dimension of words and other fresh organic ingredients. In ot.. more..Writing
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