~ in the neck is low tech, through the heart is high art ~ |
April 8 — Creature — write a poem in the voice of some living creature that is not human. a peahen's path those hens on the lawn dull brown plumage & plump breasts les jolies laides they are ready to be impressed, they strut between pinecones waiting for action those hens on the lawn will soon pay attention as I am the cock, & I rise in iridescent green & blue my train my fan my tail erect & magnificent & a sign of good genetics were I a human man I would wear a big medallion with my glory unfolded & eyes open wide, I step into a peahen's path & start to shiver shake my feathers, reflect the light of the peahen's eyes O I am electric & I am an electric fence defending my domain my lawn cut off aggressively from all invading fowl I will not play chicken I am peacock & proud - - & I step into a peahen's path free bonus material S’cat I am a cool cat. You are useful with your thumbs. You can open cans. I cannot do that. I will order food from you using three octaves. Such a cool, cool cat. While I’m sleeping on the bed, I am watching you. Doggone I’m a happy dog! See my tail go left & right! Arf arf arf arf arf! |