Treasure Island

jerome moore


'hey I know you, you’re the guy who sold me the jag! ”


“hey I know you, you’re the guy who sold me the jag! ”

The lights flicker and the stage spins
The man became a ersatz mannequin a straw man and the crowd began to roar
and awww and oooo their eyes covered with three dimensional glasses.

I am not an addict or a liar or a needy type
I am a mirror one could look into and feel welcome
the abuse in me is your broken reflection.
Walls begin to breath
cotton bandages
the curtain turns into a column of concrete

Submitted: Tuesday, September 03, 2013
Edited: Tuesday, September 03, 2013

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