Wanderer

Wanderer

A Poem by Spider Jerusalem

I looked back and forth, back and forth

to find if there was any opera

 

There was, and the poster said the stage was fascinating

I didn’t buy a ticket

but the doorman let me in anyway

 

The stage was fascinating

The sadness was on it

shining

flapping her bandaged wings

 

It made me feel like a coffee stain on your new t-shirt

A palm-sized elephant statue that you bought for nothing

 

I went out the back door and lit a deathstick

before the sadness pulled me back in and bit my right leg off

© 2014 Spider Jerusalem


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Added on May 17, 2014
Last Updated on May 17, 2014