SQUIRM

Sweet Lord–get them ugly, squiggly critters off my screen. Ripe for a re-blog.

itinerantneerdowell

caterpillars--craig robts

Maternal bonds
Broken, long ago
That is–if they
Ever existed
In, the first place

Was there
Room, for
Another
Feel-good
New age
Anthropomorphic
Jibber-jabber story?

About
Abandoned
Outcast orphans
With, wrong pedigrees
From, the wrong
Side, of the tracks

About
Toddlers, barely
Able to walk
Begging for
Change, with
Sippy cups

Left alone
To fend
For themselves
Dressed, in garish
Cartoonish
Striped suits
That didn’t
Fit right

With, unkempt
Ugly tufts, of
Bright red hair
That poked
Out willy-nilly
Forced, to
Seek shelter
In nearby trees

Ugliness, only
exceeded, by
Unquenchable
Appetites, and
Despicable manners
That, were
Downright boorish

What, was
To be learned?
Where was
The punch line?
There was Nothing
Left, to discern
Only, a simple
Pseudo-sensational
Story, to make
You squirm

–Photo by Craig Roberts–

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Author: warturoadam77p

65 year old married retired communications worker with three grown children, transplanted from the Midwest to the sunny Gulf Coast.

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