pantera

pantera

A Poem by Joel M Frye
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Just a black shadow slinking through the dark, poorly-lit neighborhood of my mind ;)

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slinking down the canyoned street
stalking, nylon-smooth to prey
on predatory eyes who meet
her own. some smile, some turn away.
some know she'd eat them to the bone;
they know that they would die to let her.
some'd use her, drop her like a stone
and say that she deserves no better.
the first she calls her daily bread,
grazing as she culls the herd.
the second brings a smile instead;
male ego, cocky, brash, absurd
to think that any man could claim
to beat her at her chosen game.

© 2011 Joel M Frye


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~ i love the characterization... it has immense depth... i wonder if it was really "her chosen game"...

Posted 12 Years Ago


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12 Years Ago

~ haha...yeah... i did... but just today, i felt horribly played... maybe i'm not good at my "game" .. read more
Joel M Frye

12 Years Ago

No apology necessary, serah. I apologize to you for attempting to poke fun at a sore spot.
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12 Years Ago

~ oh, dear... the apologies should get cancelled out... they already did... look, look... they're go.. read more

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