A Poem by Samantha M. Tusspot

i'll tell you a secret; she did.

as she decayed slowly in the back
the others pointed and whispered
in voices that shook the earth and sent Mother Nature spinning
caring too much, i just do not care
caring so much, but why should i care?
as her trembling hands reached to grasp nothing
eyes rolled towards Beelzebub's sun
she stares at everything and nothing all at once
she prays she will someday resurrect.

© 2010 Samantha M. Tusspot

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Yup, it's odd alright, but somehow very good. The last line really makes it. It has a real dark tone to it and it kinda lets your imagination play with different ideas. Is she in the back of a car? the back of a house? and who are the others? I think the reader could interpret any one of these. I like it. Its STRANGE. Ha

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