The Thing in my Throat
I want this thing in my throat
To grow legs and crawl out of me
I want it to wander the world
And learn wisdom
I want it to ponder the mysteries of the universe
I want it to talk with sages
About God and the meaning of life.
I want it to meet lots of other things with legs.
I want it to go on a shonen training arc.
I want it to come home to me
Wiser, stronger
Fierce brave and bold
I want to see its journeys in its demeanor
I want to be proud of it
Right down to my bones
And I can call it my son
And it will know I am its mother
And then
I can wrap it in a tissue
And flush it down the toilet
But only
After it’s lived a full, full life.
I hope one day
To raise the thing that will best me.
But until that day
This stupid shit will keep happening.
Fresh Hell 
(Psst. I’m supposed to be on hiatus, but—)
Your poetry is strong, and it’s been especially strong as of late. This is excellent.
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Haha, this is the one that resuscitated you from hiatus? This!? Hahaha! That’s fantastic. ❤ I'm happy to hear from you 🙂 I've been feeling kind of bleh lately and really selfish, haven't been reading anyone's stuff. It's that extra touch of evil you are sensing, I think.
I hope you enjoy your break… This comment thread will self destruct in five seconds.
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I’m sorry you’ve been feeling bleh. 😦 There’s nothing wrong with being selfish, especially as far as WordPress is concerned. Just take care of yourself.
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I feel better now!
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Oh, wait! Am I in the five second window? Shit – what do I say??? It’s – umh, interesting….
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BOOOOM!
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Woah, what happened here? I see a page with golden writing on it. I can make out most of it – I think I’ll put it in a frame. It deserves it. Everything else is blackened and crispy…did I just step on a human arm?
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My best poem is the one that burned up in a tragic spontaneous combustion, taking the lives of two commenters. It’s way past legible, but those little human interest elements surrounding its creation (or destruction) are all that really make a work of art interesting anyway.
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I have a horrendous image of a loogie-frog baby
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Good. You should.
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