Move an inch and they will hear the hair under your armpits go scrunch <br />Or the sound your ribs make when trying to avoid the unimpeded adjustments <br />To your new defensive position, be it the horizontal prone or the vertical stance <br />Move an inch or so much as a muscle and you risk the more than likely chance <br />They will launch and all out attack, about the size of your tits or the length of your dick <br />Far be it of them to actually address and possibly judge you by the quality of your verse <br />Rather the mock inquisitors will always try to hold your feet to the coals <br />For the pure enjoyment they derive from seeing you squirm….. <br />Ah, such are the “Killing Fields of Poetry” where they and their many victims reside…. <br /> <br />2007 © T Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-killing-fields-of-poetry/
