prompt 1 too complicated to summarize.
agua
i am
the ultimate snake,
my girth so seamlessly
curled into your kitchen bowl
that i’ve become this new thing—
“liquid”
your ladle
has scooped out my flesh,
but i am “fluid”—
my blood quickly fills the gap
in just a few ripples.
prompt 2 - poem about imperfection. i cut out the first stanza and the last two stanzas, lol. as such, no title, wot. i'm too lazy.
“I think you ought to make a journal.”
“A journal of what?”
“Of these things you say. A Captain’s Log.”
“But that’s always ridiculous.
You never know if you should be pretty
or pretty accurate.
And I can’t be both.”
“Well,
be pretty!”
“Then no one
will know what on
-Earth-
I’m talking about!”
“Well,
be accurate!”
“Then no one
will know
what is a figure
of speech or not!”
“Then be
both!
Add an appendix—
a glossary.”
“How bland!
How futile!
How dull!”
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