johnsu01 (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} johnsu01) wrote,@ 2009-04-26 23:59:00 |
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Napowrimo #19: After Rumi
Inspired by this prompt, to the tune of "What Was Told, That"
What was said to the spider plant that made it wither was said
to me here in my armpit.
What was told the taco that made it weak
and soggy, what was
slurred the PBR so it is what it is, whatever made
HFCS natural, whatever
was said to the inhabitants of the city of Emporia in
Kansas that makes their noses
so tolerant, whatever lets the cherry blossom fall
like a discarded tissue, that is
being said to me now. I sneer. Whatever put blisters in the sun, that's bursting here.
The massive dumpster lid drops; I overflow with excess,
picking old spinach from my teeth,
uncertain about the one to whom every that belongs!
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