PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

The skinny kid with bleached, baggy band shirt-

a few holes from cigarette burns here and there-

singled me out between bells when we crossed

thru highschool halls to inquire about whether I

knew of any acid hooks. (Let the magnetism of

this approach act as a personal character appeal,

as well, an idea of my own misfit presentation.)

He wore a dangly earring on his left ear with a

modest silver spike on the same lobe right above;

on his other ear shone a single standard globe.

His hair was brown like a mare's mane, but more

greasy, slicked back to his protruding shoulders

which you could clearly notice beneath that silken,

thin fabric of his baggy band shirt. The veins on

his arms were vascular to the effect of compelling

concern in caring moms, who cook chicken soup

to make them strong. Yes, quite the sight alright..