Monster's Ball.

Monster's Ball.

A Poem by Carlton Rolle

Goblins snicker at the sight of boots.

Looking for their next thrill.

It's the joy of the chase.

Collect with the fellow.

Exhaust its innards.

Frankly waiting for the flesh.

Gnawing on the pipe.

Monster's Ball.

© 2014 Carlton Rolle

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Carlton Rolle
Carlton Rolle

New York City, NY

I write because I must. Keeping towards a way to seek the message. Something that we all need, trust, and love. To speak an existence. To understand something's life. To work on hope and companio.. more..