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31st October
larrylark

Traffic gridlocked
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right up to the junction,
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sun drops from sight.
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Exhaust fumes curl through mist,
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red kisses amber in slow motion.
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Police notice “Accident here
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29th- anyone with information…..”
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Fresh flowers in laminated wrapping
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glisten. Green is go.
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Driver desperately claws
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at hands that grip,
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blackened teeth flay his throat.
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Swerves, mounts pavement,
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diverts through shop window
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scattering a Halloween display
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“Get him out”
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“Anyone in the back”
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Swear I saw……”
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A mask of the devil
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sneers, eyes glitter,
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while dissolving into plastic.
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19 Oct 07

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Mr Larry

This is pathetic. This is a short story arranged and aligned to look like a poem. Add some color to it.

Mrs Fairy
 — firefairy420

i've always wondered why people hide behind masks of mean-ness. maybe they are afraid of who they are.

nice poem. festive. great ending.
 — listen

Hi Firefairy

In the immortal words of Robert Zinnerman-"I don#t believe you, you're a liar."

Larry the truth Lark
 — larrylark

last three lines:

The Devil! (in a dunces mask),
you call him:
Mr. President.


...or something, that reads rather badly, but it would be funnier. I think the ending needs a little twist like that.

-Deformed 'excuse for being alive' Lion
 — DeformedLion

last three lines:

The Devil! (in a dunces mask),
you call him:
Mr. President.


...or something, that reads rather badly, but it would be funnier. I think the ending needs a little twist like that.

-Deformed 'excuse me for being alive' Lion
 — DeformedLion

Hi DL

I am glad you are alive

Larry half dead Lark
 — larrylark

Hi Listen

Just let him/her be mean, for all he/her achieves is a poison in the soul.

Larry sole man Lark
 — larrylark

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