~*~ LUNCH ~*~A Poem by Taylor~*~ LUNCH ~*~
Sitting down on the bench he Held his blankets on his lap Pulled out a salad Reaching his hand inside the container He shoveled the contents Pieces falling around him Into his mouth as if he Hadnt eaten for days After ravaging the salad Like a rabid animal He moved on to a bag of chips With food in his stomach The man, dressing from his salad still Splattered on his face and beared Fell asleep in the warm spring sun.
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Added on July 9, 2010 Last Updated on July 9, 2010 AuthorTaylorLas Vegas, NVAboutHi there! Thanks for stopping by my page! I hope that you enjoy my poems. Sometimes I write for therapy and other times something Ive observed or that people have said will stick in my mind and end.. more..Writing
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