Sunday, October 19, 2008

...pumpkin...

the orange shape of your thrill

collapsed in a pumpkin chair

you lounge with a granola bar grin

while mumbling and chewing

just enough to keep your teeth

from chattering, wind

teasing and tossing

hairs across your tiny face

tickling at the senses

you use and the smile

you unleash 

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