Blackheads Poem by Selina Tan

Blackheads

Rating: 4.5


there are quite a number-
when I look at the mirror;
against my putrid mind-once again
I slide my eyes-
down to the tip of the iceberg;
Looking more like a snowball than a glacier
I look to see the men hiding
within those tiny, tiny holes;
with their heads peered atop
waiting for that two giant fingers
to squeeze them out to salvation.

Monday, September 10, 2007
Topic(s) of this poem: mirror
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Ana Monnar 16 September 2007

LOL cute, funny and true.: -))

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Working Title 10 September 2007

Gross. I like it! :)

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Ying Escalona 10 September 2007

aray! ! ! Selina..hwag..kaw talaga..ingatz

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