.Stuck In Traffic.

I am a traffic light
Red like heat
Orange heaves
Beaneath
Me
Like a world
Under
The sunset
Green lies at
The end
timid and pure
It almost makes me smile
Tooth by tooth
Like piano keys
but before the
whole song is
played
the mouth
f
a
l
l
s
shut
like
velvet theatre curtains
I’d like to
spring
these flashing traffic
lights but
it seems that
I can
never
quite make up
my
mind.

Word doodles are addictive. Peter, I blame you. In a good way.

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Alexia

I drink, I laugh, I smoke, I write.

One thought on “.Stuck In Traffic.”

  1. "It almost makes me smileTooth by toothLike piano keys"Ooooh. Yes. Definitely.And you're welcome for the addiction. I'm a giver.

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