11.17 Daily Poem Challenge #13

ohheykiri Poetry, Writing Leave a Comment

I am using the daily prompts provided on Robert Lee Brewer’s Poetic Asides blog on writersdigest.com


Driving through the diabolic steel jaws

of downtown and all my little traumas,

their snapping, flashing fangs and raking claws

race across my memories like bloodied commas,

making pauses too long to remember

any of the clever words that came before them
The traffic stalks slowly, like the end of December.
Cars kneel rubber-kneed as the asphalt adores them

while everyone rushes to the city to be alone,

to find themselves blinking brightly out of phase

with the crowds of street light neon fashion clones

and the combustion rhythm that an engine plays.

There are no stories here, no matter where you look.

We are just the crumpled pages, cut from the best-selling book.

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