I Wanna Be An October Cold Front

I wanna whisper misery
In children’s inner lobes,
I wanna make fire crackle and smoke
Fly out the roof, boil hot cocoa on the stove
I wanna brown leaves
Leaving stains, after it rains, on the patio,
I wanna harden snot bubbles in nostrils,
Redden eyes and clog throats.

Written: October 23, 2005
Revised: October 27, 2005

4 Responses

  1. kyle steed
    kyle steed Published |

    Wow! I love the raw honesty and imagery you used. Were you sick at the time? Great job.

  2. ptoone
    ptoone Published |

    I am digging your blog Justin!

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  4. Eric
    Eric Published |

    Powerful words!

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