Where the wild things are

Where the wild things are

A Poem by Captain Goldpants

In a bed

on a rope
on the end of an electrical cord
 
asleep at the wheel
standing on a station
crossing a road
an ex smoker with lung cancer
 
the end of the road might be
anywhere

© 2008 Captain Goldpants


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and those wild things might be anywhere..even where they don't belong.. I am not so sure being a whild thing is always bad..but being good all the times certainly must be.

Posted 14 Years Ago


:P very true and very vivid, even in its simplicity, short and bittersweet, i like:)

Posted 15 Years Ago


My very favorite book to read to my children is "Where the Wild Things Are." I think I like this grown up version even more.

Posted 16 Years Ago


Damn this poem certainly hit hard in the gut just like I am sure it would to someone who just found out they had cancer... great way to get the emotions across.

Posted 16 Years Ago



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It's just ridiculous!Feb 29, 2008 - Apr 1, 2008 Perennial traveller of the soul and other lost continents. Seeking those of pure heart and fishnet stocking for adventures in sleazy motels and makin.. more..

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