The VibrationsA Poem by Kara Hadleymy morning. -enjoy-
“maybe it’s my heart,” the little girl wondered. “a murmur?” the image on the screen changed songs. the juke box in her head dropped another 45. Power Pop Teen Rock rolled forth and her heart continued to absorb… the Vibrations. a haunting feeling; pulling organs down. Down. “Follow me down,” he said. another 45: another drop, another Vibration. But why? Where? Go? Goes. her coffee filled stomach; her moth filled stomach; ripples through a water balloon. Wondering, she sits entranced by the feeling. another 45 drops in her head and her heart stops, but the Vibrations continue. © 2008 Kara Hadley |
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1 Review Added on May 25, 2008 AuthorKara HadleyAbouti'm kara. i'm short. i like to bake. i love music. i'm a little skanky. people say i'm funny. i have blonde hair. spelling isn't my forte. i have big teeth. i have bigger dreams. i'm a little superfic.. more..Writing
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