The exercise:
Write a four line poem about: your inside voice.
Because some things are better left unsaid. Not inspired by anything in particular, by the way. Just a general feeling I've had on occasion while working.
It actually rained this morning. First time in months, I think. And then the sun even came out for a little while in the afternoon - blue sky and everything!
After which I sent Kat a text that concluded with I think the world is ending.
Anyway, it was nice to have things cool off and the air freshen up a bit, even if the smoke never went completely away.
Mine:
You waste of human space,
This ain't a single word of a lie:
If you just up and died
I'd be the happiest man alive.
2 comments:
Rain sounds like you might be ending summer and moving into Autumn then, about a month late by the calendar :) But I think we discuss this every year: the seasons all seem out by about a month now with the traditional view. It's still warm here in Kiev: you can happily walk about in a t-shirt in the middle of the day, and a light jacket is plenty for the morning and evening. So maybe the world isn't ending over here just yet :)
Your inner voice appears to be quite aggressive given your poem, but I guess you would get that feeling since people are so often ungrateful for the job you're doing (even though they'd be even more upset if it wasn't done!) I think you start sedating it with whiskey -- you're allowed to drink on the job, right?
Inside voice
Relentlessly demanding, constantly
Asking questions that have no answer.
Getting silence in response this inside voice
Expects you'll follow instructions now....
Greg - I don't know, August is usually very hot and summery around here. The timing feels about right, though it could have happened at the very start of September and been a welcome arrival.
But yes, the temperatures (both the daytime highs and the nighttime lows) are strongly suggesting that summer is done for another year.
Ah, if only I didn't have to drive from park to park, drinking might be an option :P
That last line is rather worrying. I like how the acrostic adds to the poem and how you've potentially set yourself up for this coming Saturday's follow up prompt... :)
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