You
((full moon challenge))
You hatched, slimy and naked, from an alien egg
You chased me around a community pool and bit the back of my leg
You rented a New York apartment and put it in my name
You stole all the words from my mouth before they were said
You grew mushrooms on my basement wall at ninety degree angles
You deceived each of my demons into thinking they were angels
You hid a howler monkey in my house who was quick to anger
You caught centipedes felled from air vents of our fifth wheel camper
You drew a fake map to mars and called me the cartographer
Finally, you anchored my ankle so I would stay tethered
Rather than float on away to those dreamscapes again
Where my mind makes a monster of the greatest of men.
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hey - thought I would check you out, as you wrote some fine (and thoughtful) words about one of my favorite writers( and people) Ryan S. Turns out, you have written some Very nice prose! you have a structure and flow here that makes me think it is going to have a meter and rhyme scheme, but it does not. Is this intentional? This...discord? you do come back to it again in the last couplet... All those lovely "you's" such wonderful accusations, then, "finally, rather, where" ? I see thay are all the same thought laid as three lines - the intention certainly hits, but do you mean to leave the repetition and continue the same structure? Love reading this, by the way. Best regards and long live the writers.