My devil pod poem will not be better than yours.
You can talk about how they punctured tires
in WWII.
Mine will have you
in it, and us laughing. It will have internet
research! Quote, could also be called BAT NUT,
unquote. My sources have names like luckymojo.com.
I’ll start with you giving me the pods
after I gave you whatever: chicken pie? I’ll go on
to say how lunch is a killer. No, an assassin!
If you break up your day and have lunch with a friend,
BAM, you will never write anything ever again.
When it was time to hug goodbye, I
said Let’s both write
poems about the devil pods. I held on when you stiffened,
whispered Mine will be better. So you’d laugh. Now it’s written.
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