Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by pit, Jul 9, 2009.

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  1. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Thirty-legged thing crawling on walls,
    Scuttling on ceilings,
    Stomped one in the hall.

    It shelters in shadows, hides in the corners.
    There's movement behind you,
    It's perched on your shoulders.

    Even though one is dead, its legs keep on twitching.
    I smash it again.
    Now its innards are bitching.

    Thirty-legged thing with black fangs and black eyes
    Knows when you see it
    So it's gone when you try

    To crush it, squeeze it, cut it in halves.
    Trust me, my friend,
    It'll have the last laugh

    When you're sleeping one morning and turn to the right
    Open your eyes and it tickles your mouth
    And gives you a fright. You bash it to bits
    Only to find you've bashed in your lips.
  2. triggs

    triggs Account Closed

    :smile: very original,i like it
  3. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Thanx, triggs!
  4. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Great writing pit :) :heart:
  5. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Kewl, thanx!
  6. confuzzle

    confuzzle Well-Known Member

    I like the flow of it. Also poses a few questions, as of the nature of the centipede and all that.

    I really really liked it.

  7. pit

    pit Well-Known Member

    Thanks Confuzzle. Hope it didn't confuzzle you!

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