The WIld Things are hungry

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I feed the paper
with words as if it is
a Wild Thing

Watching it chew the nouns
with vowels stuck in between
its sharp teeth

As I pretend
to be a wolf
by putting a piece of cloth

over my head
Not blinking once
as I stare into its yellow eyes

making me the
King of All
Wild Things.





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JadeDagger said...
May 12, 2012 at 1:13 pm
wow. I love this poem so much. I wish I'd written it. Its like you said how I feel before I knew how I felt. Its just... its beautiful. WRITE MORE POEMS!
 
Imran replied...
May 12, 2012 at 3:17 pm
Thank you : ) I'm really surprised that someone would actually like this poem!
 
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