Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

I'd like to love you
but i have no thumbs
& i'm raining today
my milk rhythms are all kiltered
and the pumpkin-headed plastic skeleton man
ain't been out his closet
in years
he remembers the two old women
living on top the hill who
fed him cookies & milk that
he sat there & ate & listened to their stories
while everyone else
was so young

I really like this poem and I have no clue why.

~A

As Anna said, the poem has an appeal that's hard to pin down.....infers perhaps to simpler times when we all were naive about the possibilities for pain....intriguing

Thx folks