Monday, April 16, 2012

Yesterday Happens After Today

Who added salt to the cake mix?
Who hung Christmas lights on Memorial Day?
Who wore a down jacket when the outside
thermometer touched ninety-four degrees?
I'm guilty of turning life into surrealistic scenarios,
of wearing polka dot tops with striped pants,
of leaving my watch in its case
and carrying a sundial
of writing with a porcupine quill.
I'm inside out, turned about, mixed up,
baffled and bemused by realists.

Poetic Asides prompt


Anonymous irene said...

I think we're all surrealists and realists. :)

April 16, 2012  

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