P.B.

Cherry

By chant

Fri, 27 Feb 2015
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6 comments
 

Plastic Bones
is a skeleton;
tangerine shirt

bulging sockets
a full jaw of teeth
for smiling, he

refuses to get by
on the surface
strips to the

cartilage, the bone
bags of swagger
at street parties

megaphone in hand
Let me show you
what living is

boy, he bawls
from the rusty door
he’s sprayed on.

@ianjmclachlan

Certificate U
Poem

Comments

Submitted by scratch on

Plastic Bones is quite an entity.  Seems he's preparing his physicality for his next reincarnation.  Reminds me of a Banksy stencil drawn in words. 

Excellent.

yes

 

Submitted by chant on

thanks very much scratch, yes, this poem was inspired by a piece of graffiti in Shoreditch. :-)

 

Submitted by tibi popovici on

"Let me show you

what living is

boy"

Powerful words, remember me the urge for life.

Enjoyed!

Submitted by chant on

thanks tibi! chant

 

Submitted by Bee on

Neat, and vividly drawn.

Bee

Submitted by chant on

hi Bee, thanks for your kind words. :-)