B E C O M I N G

In which the author selfishly explores personal concepts and ideas that likely hold very little meaning to the World At Large.

Thursday, September 22, 2005

cracker jill

single serving
mom in a box
with a prize
at the bottom
don't open it
that way
or it will never
close again.

she can entertain
mow the lawn
has healthy teeth
can skin a bird
in 10 seconds flat
wishes she had
killed that cat
she'll batten down belief
muscle through the rain
and like it.

oh, she takes it
makes it
creases trousers
scrubs everything
organic pasta tonight
tomorrow she'll hire and fire
and then what?
tired of tyre
brimstone belching
whoziwhatsits
have nothing on her.
she lives
hard
loud
persistent
inspired
and somehow
keeps a manicure.

she eats pie without guilt.