Bleh with Barry

Random with a cynical twist of lime.

Poetry

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Sleeping Beauty

The respirator clicks constantly

Beating its monotonous melody.

Each raising her chest

And letting it sag again.

She has been napping

For forty seasons.

Yet, her beauty never

Wanes in these 720 minute days.

Her crème skin

Is tinged yellowish brown.

A touch of pink colors her lips.

Hueing a face framed in ebony.

You wait for your prince

Clad all in white

To come rescue you

From your eternal slumber.

Too bad there’s only me.

Wearing blue poly-cotton blend.

My kiss may not wake you.

Oh, well maybe the fairytale will continue.

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Written by barryr22

January 22, 2010 at 2:06 am

Posted in Poetry

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