1. <br />I’m only a freak shelf <br />Jolly walking tick stick <br />Clicking rombs rub a tub <br />Meeting juice like <br />A bookend <br />I wane to begin <br />Rough ya here or serperate <br />Like an occasion <br />To fidget with the midget <br />Black white, <br />Holy cow. <br /> <br />2. <br />Rubber Duck folds his glasses, <br />Yellow plastic squeaking like this, <br />“Unclah squee, Unclah squee” <br />Beady eyes watching me <br />siting there, a duck for stew <br />“Unclah squee, Unclah squee” <br />tipping his head- an angling- dead <br />ducky snappy at me—beak orange red <br />“Unclah squee, Unclah squee” <br /> <br />3. <br />Gum folded gum held <br />Little girl rolling eyes <br />Boy coughs, starts to choke <br />Creasing up the lines <br />He’s now lying by his spine <br />Blow Bop Blow Pop <br />Gum snapped gum dead <br />Little girl shot in the head <br />Behind the gum lying <br />In the jaw—spittle falls, <br />Reality y’all.<br /><br />Candice Renae Williams<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/three-parts-lacking-any-thought-beyond-one/
