bettyblack

I wrote this for my poetry class this spring. The assignment was to some where use "is that too much to ask?"

summer rolls over us like molasses
your shoes stick to the melted pavement
squelching as we walk
your snaky lips are cracked and peeling
left out to dry in an asphalt dessert
i believed your story
about a thing called snow
i followed you into the sun
because you promised it wouldn’t burn
so moisten your lips
and dry my eyes
is that also too much to ask?

huni

okay. I just read "sandcastles" and now this. I think I am a fan now. Very good. like your poems alot. huni.

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bettyblack

Yay, thanks. That means a lot.

mammamaia

interesting read... but i'm a bit puzzled about why only one pair of shoes sticks to the pavement...

i particularly like these lines:

great emotional imagery!

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ms. vodka

i agree with huni. this is nicely written. excellent imagery, even if only one of your shoes are sticking to the pavement...

now is where you come up with a good response for maia like... well, the soles of my shoes were made of tinfoil... or, i was barefoot....

...something like that.

vodka

bettyblack

My shoes are magic... and not made of rubber.