Instigator Poem by Jack Dylan
Instigator
Rating: ★5.0
Spoiled milk,
Rotten fruit.
What once was sweet,
Has now gone sour.
The flies swarm hour after hour.
Can’t throw it out,
Can’t take it in.
You want it gone
But can’t begin.
Where does it start,
When does it end?
Why don’t you smile,
When I come in?
If you don’t pretend,
And make-believe.
They all will know,
You’re a dirty seed.
(1/26/06)
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5/12/2024 7:01:34 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Packs a punch with a touch of mystery. Good write. Hugs Anna xxx