Wednesday, April 10, 2013

npm: 10

I tried another writing exercise by Rachel McKibbens for today's poem. Here is a link to the instructions:
exercise96

04/10

I opened I-hope-you-get-AIDS-and-wilt and out came his fist.
I opened the fist and inside was a broken cigarette
I opened the shattered cigarette and inside were tiny letters
I opened the tiny letters and inside were guns
I opened the guns and inside were roses
I opened the roses and inside were thumbprints
I opened the thumbprints and inside was lightning
I opened the lighning bolt and inside was fire
I opened the flame and inside was the one that got away
I opened the one that got away and found the one that stayed
I opened the one that stayed and inside was a root
I opened the root and inside was a sky.
I opened the sky and inside were apologies
I opened the apologies and inside were bottles
I opened the bottles and found his suitcase
I opened the suitcase and found a wasp
I opened his thorax and found the blanket
I opened the blanket and let out the storm

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