You know the ones
the pond scum
They rest on top the murky waters
and invite all types of creatures
to hide beneath its green slimy veneer
They are not even pond scum
they are lower on the food chain 
than slime and such
they are vapors
they feed off others
and create noxious gas
they are pond scum vapors
the ones that lurk
and smirk 
while acting as if they are not 
just pond scum vapors
I knew such a slime gathering 
with a human name
that let his wife waste away
barely living 
her frail body in decay
while he be happy with fat
he would bang her bones on this and that
and call it nothing 
as if 
just give him a whack
I dare say he needed that
but instead we turned his life
upside down with taxi
in middle of night to rumble away
with babe and wife in midst of play
finally able to smile at ease once the plane
took off and caught swift breeze
pond scum 
he was not
just vapors
he thought
she idly waste way for him 
little did he think 
neighbor would do him in
because vapors rise and rise 
she would assist
to knock him back
with just a short list
pack the diapers 
pack your coat
get your wheelchair
and the bobby boat
get the pills that make you feel better
phone your mother
pond scum she is not
vapors will rise and rot
you will be jolly with folly
and able and stable
and right with just
smile and thrust
your fist to air
while you laugh back
because neighbor is friend
and spouse be foe and fool
ride swift be safe
my friend
and joyful tool
Wednesday, October 29, 2014
Not Quite Pond Scum
Labels:
baby,
domestic abuse,
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friend,
neighbor,
spouse,
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