New from Jonita Jett
Of Grey Shades
by Jonita Jett
Dark tunnel
cold blast of
air.
Lights blink and then
go out altogether.
Groping in total darkness,
hands reach out towards
anything.
Blue tinted lights hang
from ceiling, then
grey smoky light, sounds
of underground rumbling,
then out comes monster
with red foaming
mouth.
by Jonita Jett
Dark tunnel
cold blast of
air.
Lights blink and then
go out altogether.
Groping in total darkness,
hands reach out towards
anything.
Blue tinted lights hang
from ceiling, then
grey smoky light, sounds
of underground rumbling,
then out comes monster
with red foaming
mouth.
Labels: Poetry
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by Fraser MacKenzie, Online Editor @ 6/28/2007 04:27:00 PM
