saucer white eyes
my carcass embalmed
in morphine like solitude
one once asleep has,
again to earth i walk ,
wondering what hunger
would be like
if i had any innards left at all,
having served my incarceration
in wooden box below ground,
it was a hiccup
that startled me,
how could i,
i gulped in air but
no internal gases,
oh hang on
i had those of decay
my breath must stink,
and wanted to cease
this jerking that
made my walk lopsided,
beyond the gates
a town not so familiar
my house someone else’s
stood on clipped lawn
i hiccuped gain more loudly
looked around it was dark
and silent,
are you a monster
i jumped,
looking down at a little girl
who startled me so
and my hiccups stopped,
no i just have wind

poetry, poem , fall

  1. atrm61 says:

    Ha!Ha!Now only if there was an easy remedy for gas;-)

  2. kkkkaty says:

    ..this is funny scary…yet another great set of gory details!

  3. Susan Chast says:

    too funny! I can imagine the walk, and hesitate to imagine the smell.

  4. ha.. gone with the second wind..

  5. brian miller says:

    i just have wind…ha…and hey the monster that could frighten is frightened in a good way…i hat eth hicups….

  6. claudia says:

    ha – good that the hiccups stopped… we say you have to think of three bold-headed people to make it stop smiles… haha..i bet she was happy that you’re not a monster..

  7. Hmmm…passing wind or hiccuping, which curse is worse?!! A fun little tale indeed!

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