A Pilfered Morsel Of Bread
In the dark reaches of the alley
Grey shadows mushroom… pilgarlic dread
A young girl we’ll call Sally
Crouches….hoarding…a pilfered morsel of bread
Titer, rat, tat, pat…small feet scuttling
Rattle and harass her senses
The night…Aphotic..with ghostly terrors
Envelopes around Sally’s huddled form
Besieged…by hungers ceaseless stirrers
A funeral corrosion…to long…her daily norm
While
Titer, rat, tat, pat…small feet scuttling
Rattle and harass her senses
The nearby felonious pack forages
The green regurle festering in Sally’s personal dumpster
A gangly, flea bitten mob, of rats amidst the garbage
Sniveling, scratching and tearing for what might be found there
While their
Titer, rat, tat, pat…small feet scuttling
Rattle and harass her senses
The picking scarce they scatter
To form a battlement around the homeless child
Who holding dear the slump of moldering embiter
Shivered in the wake of this onslaught of recreant reviled
While their ceaseless
Titer, rat, tat, pat…small feet scuttling
Rattle and harass her senses
She cried out to her mother
Who’d sold Sally to a long parade of uncles
Her calls pathetic and pleading for an answer
Lost in a universe of unanswered satanic circles
While their ceaseless clatter
Titer, rat, tat, pat…small feet scuttling
Rattle and harass her senses
Sally rocked her thin skeleton with bankruptcy
Mourning the views seen through other peoples windows
Families living and breathing loves rhapsody
Taunting her starving breath with mocking shadows
While their ceaseless clatter ..rats
Titer, rat, tat, pat…small feet scuttling
Rattle and harass her senses
Grey shadows mushroom over what was Sally’s bed
And a gangly, flea bitten mob, of rats sniff round
A angels hand clutching a pilfered morsel of bread
Drawn on the alley’s cold damp ground
(clarice) 08/23/2012
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