Thursday, April 7, 2011

Mr. Kent (Day 7 a "what if" poem)

Mr. Kent

What if  Mr. Kent had smashed his fingers
In the phone booth door as it closed?
And what if his tie had knotted
As he pulled it over his head?
And what if there was broken glass
That snagged his bright red cape?
Would he have still seen me standing there
Smiling, and holding the kryptonite?

Caren E. Salas

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