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What I Saw on Yale Street

a true poem

By Aaron MorrisonPublished 7 months ago 1 min read

Battle in the front yard

Transformer versus GI Joe

It’s mid to early afternoon

And I’m playing solo

For some childish reason

I stood up

Spun around

Fell back down

Right upon my bottom

Looking up

To my surprise

Rambling down the sidewalk

Frankenstein’s Monster

Completely Karloff’d out

Black boots

Brown suit

Skin a sickly green

I didn’t move a muscle

I stared

But didn’t scream

He didn’t try to scare me

It wasn’t Halloween

The monster just kept plodding

Gazing straight ahead

Was this in my head?

Was I still in bed?

Nope

It wasn’t mask

(maybe make up)

But as far as I could tell

Just a real life Frankenstein

Monster on a stroll

I know no one believes me

But I saw him plain as day

Not a figment of imagination

Or a cheese affected dream

You can say I'm crazy

But I know just what I seen

Free Verse

About the Creator

Aaron Morrison

Mad Lib it:

Born during a (___natural disaster___), Aaron spends his free time exploring (___unusual location (plural) ___) and raising domesticated (___fictional creature (plural)___).

Author of Miscellany Farrago

insta: @theaaronmorrison

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