Ugly Hands

The metallic pain of

Fat thighs

 

Ugly hands reach for poetry

Stretching out towards the shelf -

Their own poem.

 

The fingers pulled, taut and heavy

The book their only friend.

 

The book their only friend.

 

 

 

Reviews

[OilsandSyntax]

I actually like this a lot. I don't get to type that very often. There's one word "metallic" that seems to clash with the rest of the poem. Perhaps it's just me, but I picture the thighs belonging to these ugly hands with more of a wooden pain. Strictly an opinion though. Feel free to completely ignore it. I love the poem. Thanks for sharing it. I also love the repetition of the final line. Adding to my favs.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

A well written poem. The last two line fit very well. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[poetic soul]

its a lil weird... but it was a good read...

:) Smiles,
Poetic Soul