A poem a day in April from Rutgers English PhD students and friends.

Thursday, April 17, 2014

This Guy Will Change How You Feel About This Tiny Creature Forever

Tossed a paper towel against the wall, mashed hard with a foot.
Kept running, crookedwise.

STOP BEATING YOURSELF UP

There are things I cannot change,
however much I would like to.

Watched the neurotoxin take effect all night.
Who made me like this?

When the pink tongue unfurled like a carpet.
Knew every surface protected some horrible magic,
honeycombed.

BE THE CHANGE YOU WANT TO SEE

Carve it into your arm or
walk seven times seven paces
or say it three times
but only if each time you have forgotten the last time

WHAT WOULD MAKE YOU SO EXCEPTIONAL

Would go to bed right now but
need to check what exactly is in the cupboard under the sink

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