Saturday, November 4, 2017

Kerri Shying R # 350 - Walrus, I am she


Walrus, I am she

I wrote a poem so hard
to read    I left               it
            on  the table     while                   I
slept     it read me                                    removed
the                                     cat’s               appendix
what was formerly            the                  caecum

I woke up
stoned
hard against the
wall
one
flat
cat
one
gut                                                            spread
like                                                           peanut butter
on
the floor

said                                                             no
more                                                           halla halla
for
you
at
bedtime
ate
the pen

1 comment:

  1. write hard
    write fast
    don't worry if the words will last
    write each one as if the last

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