Monday, April 11, 2016

Big old eraser

I go dancing all times of day but I
woke up one morning and I was erased

I have a closetful of happy reds but
they came at me with that eraser

I made children out of thick nothing but
big old eraser coming after me

Making my helpless art all through third grade
ha! who knew I would end up erased

Hunting the pure, sweet lifeline but
oh the eraser right behind me

I have bones all through my body but
that never stopped the great eraser

I have friends all over my maps but
here comes the eraser hunting me down

I dutifully stretch my morning limbs but
nighttime: out jumps the eraser

I stand shouting on the mountaintop but I

woke up one morning erased