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What was once bright, cheerful, and happy
Now holds the fades of
Fraud
Red
“Satin”
Stained by insect defecation
Scarred by holidays past
He wears it

His face
Covered with mountains
Artificial white
Nylon strains
It itches
It scratches
It threatens
To shallow you whole

His alcohol
Tainted salvia
Crash lands upon your cheek
Moist
Mist
Misery

As He speaks…

“Hi, little girl. What’s your name?”

What’s my name?
What’s My Name?

Sunk in and saggy
His dark
Cold
Eyes
Study you.

Not even a blink
A twitch
Steady eye contact

He lets out a breath

Nicotine dances in the air
Clawing and climbing
Up your nose
And down your throat

CHOKE—CHOKE
GAG—GAG

Kindergarteners
Wide-eyed
Watching you
Flop around like a fish

That’s when you realize:

“Maybe I’m too old for this.”
©2008-2009 ~suprchic112991
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Author's Comments

I had to write a "Charater Poem" in my English 3 Honors class. I hate when teachers assign poems, becuase poems are ART. How can you grade art? I mean, art teachers do, but that's different. You know? All he seemed to care about was length! If it was a long poem, it was a GREAT poem. Length is NOT the definition of greatest. Some of the BEST works of literary art are SHORT. The ability to express exactly what you want to in a single verse, sentence, or--even better-- a single word is amazing.

But that's what he wanted. A not necessarily long, but NOT short poem that COULD NOT RHYME, and it had to be about a character either fiction or real.

I wrote mine, literally, the night before it was due.

I just got to thinking about how creepy it is that parents throw their kids on any stranger's lap this time of year just because they are wearing a red suit and white beard. They even have one at Walmart! That one freaked me out. I walked by with my mom and he looked up at me with that creepy guy look. I turned to my mother and told her to hit me if I ever did that to my (future) kids. She told me she thought it was creepy too, and that the only Santa I went to see when i was little was a family friend.

So, that's what I wrote about. I'm not saying that's the only thing it could be about, though. Different people get different interptretations. Perfect example, Heather Rubino thought it was about a girl getting raped by her drunk dad.

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So...um...

Merry Christmas to all?
And to all a good night?

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Heather thought it was about rape...?
Creepy...
>.>

And the only Santa I ever went to see was the real one
lol

In Alaska, SOUTH of where we lived, was North Pole, Alaska
This man has legally changed his name to Kris Kringle, grew the beard, has reindeer, and real elves (midgets) are actually there making little wooden toys
He's got letters to Santa on his walls and everything!
It was so cool
^w^

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