POETRY PORN: [BASEBALL BATS]

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BASEBALL BATS

Walking through a field of bats.

Placed at Shin Height.

SMACK!

Shattered bone cracks and splinters,

Disintegrating the anatomy of Dick Dastardly’s evil plan,

Sending Flecks of reinforced skin through the sky,

They land in the pan to be fried and eaten by Cannibals.

That bat was owned by “The Man”.

Get Up.

Brush Off.

Move On.

DAMN!

I just got hit by a truck.

Fuck, I must have been going too far when I met the windscreen of this invisible car which chose when it saw my carcass laying in the road to drive back and forth over my useless toad of a body.

Rolling pin on dough action,

Reducing fraction by fraction me.

A swing from High Snobriety.

Curse it.

Nurse it.

Flip Reverse it.

OUCH!

I thought I was safe from cars when lying on the couch,

But it seems that I cannot vouch for what I think I see,

No matter how much you crouch or hop, you’re never safe from the melting pot or at least not when you’re confronted with the Debris suspended in your face from the explosion in your phone.

No one’s free in their own home anymore.

There is no use in locking the door.

Not when a bat is around.

It will break it down.

Of that I am sure!

Written by Ted Rogers “Artpornblog”

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