Cold October winds
are my pillow and
the fire inside of me
was lit by the hands
of the one
who carved this smile
after deciding where
my face ought to be.
To me, it looks partly like a jack o'lantern, partly like Christ, and partly like Jack Nicholson. Perhaps it's time for me to adjust the brightness on my laptop.
7 charges of vandalism dropped:
It's October, so I'm going with a theme here.
Hope it works!
Hope it works too!
Love, being a mix of wind and fire... Unquieting, yet astounding. Great poem.
Thanks Eric for your lovely comments at my place
Hugs and :)
October's cold winds are my muse. I was noticing last night how many horror poems I've written in this month.
To me, it looks partly like a jack o'lantern, partly like Christ, and partly like Jack Nicholson. Perhaps it's time for me to adjust the brightness on my laptop.
Yeah, this works. Short and bittersweet.
Ha! Good one. ;)
Thanks, everyone!
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