4.24.2011

30/30: day twenty-four - can't

day twenty-four prompt: Write a poem that's different in some way from anything you've ever written. Take a chance! Be wild!

can't

I can't.
can
not.
I will do this
the same way
I do them all.
sit.
stare.
contemplate
nothing.
mind
blank.
nothing wild.
nothing dangerous.
ce n'est pas d'avant garde.
rien.
and if I am
lucky
something
will suddenly burst
in my brain
like a symasundar
cloud
on a humid
easter sunday,
but instead of
rainbows being born
or messiahs coming back from the dead,
I will have
this poem.
and that
is dangerous
enough.

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