Poems from YellowMellow
Drop a round, gray stone
into the scummy water.
Watch the ripples dance.
I want a sandwich.
Go and apply the layers.
Eat a BLT.
A cold Autumn's Eve.
I wrap my coat around me,
and think of his warmth.
Rubber eraser,
taking away my mistakes.
Thank you, eraser.
I want
a body.
Without
stitches or
buttons.
Something smooth
and soft
and fleshy.