Be careful

by Miles J Bell



I walked East
with the winter sun
relaxing
onto the horizon
behind me
my shadow in front
50 feet long

and I idly wished
my shadow was 6 feet
and my real body
stretched 50
surely
I could rule the world

but then I thought
at this time of day
the sun low
all the other shadows
would gang together
and call mine
a shortass

I couldn't allow this
to happen
I kept walking
stopped
wishing


About Miles J Bell


Miles J. Bell is 35 and beginning to feel it. All he does is talk crap and write poetry, but he suspects that's one more thing than most people do. His prowess at producing rudeness in polite gatherings is legendary. His first crushes were on Debbie Harry and Adam West as Batman. His wife thinks all poets wear velvet coats with frilly cuffs; he is more than a little worried about what he might receive for Christmas.





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