Testing the waters with my writing. I enjoy poetry and this can be found on my wattpad account BeastwithoutBeauty.
Enjoy if you can..
Soar like a Kite
In my dreams I soar like a kite. I cant go high though Like a kite I too am held back. From my stomach attached to a spindle, my large intestine wrapped around it.
A young child maybe 6 and his father both enjoying the breeze while controling my flight. "Please daddy make him do tricks, loop aloop, up and down. "
I am glad I did not eat lunch One would think I would be all over theplace luckily they stretched out my gonadal veins and evey 10 inches they tied a blue ribbon. I am wondering why not yellow or pink This however keeps me stabilized.
They painted me green, I guess I look like a dragon. I am caucasion, Dragon kites are Asian right? Luckily I, no I am naked It is cold up here, never noticed that.
What a morbid family should they be at church or watching a game on TV. Using me as a kite, pyschotic if you ask me.
A bug flies in my mouth I can only spit because the dowel rods. The ones in my wrist tied to my ribs. I cant bend my arms and now my nose itches.
Good the sky is getting dark it looks like it is going to rain. Yes the mother is packing the basket.
Wait, how am I going to land? This is going to hurt.