Sunday, February 10, 2013

Magpie Tales 155: Identity Theft



identity theft 


incognito plays
well in low light,
small crowds,
rooms without 
mirrors;

"haven't 
we met?" 
is so cliche,

so too, 
character. 

no one will 
notice, except
the upskirt 
artist or 
pervert with
his hands 
above the
table -  

your identity
safe only 
because his 
lips are sealed. 



















Poem © 2013 R. Burnett Baker
Painting by Joseph Lorusso  shared by Tess Kincaid

7 comments:

  1. Oh thank goodness, but I'm thinking his lips may be doing a bit more too! Nicely said.

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  2. The first line of your poem drew me in ... hopelessly hooked. Loved this.

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  3. Very original..definitely has an edge to it..holding on to my purse!

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  4. "lips are sealed"....great play with ideas and words Rick! :-)

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  5. Clever observation of how life sometimes is.

    Anna :o]

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