Napowrimo #10
"she's a doormat" up-end that slap me down concrete flat and coarse like chuck beef nicely marbled with fact and it’s this: I will clean your bootsand eatyour feet but hurt I’ve got fibre the gristle in your teeth (you don’t complain about the flavour) beef sinew through a microscope is like scorched paddocks tessellated Earth’s skin holding it all together I will do that for our doorstep crusty mud caught be proud
Written belatedly in response to the NAPWRIMO prompt from Day 8. “Write in your alter ego’s voice”
The line “chuck beef, nicely marbled with fact” is directly lifted from recipetineats.com – a delightful typo I came across this evening and couldn’t resist using.
You have made brilliant use of the typo! 👏👏
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Thanks Hobbo. This isn’t a poem I felt at all confident about. The reception has been better than I expected. 1 czar lol Einstein typed that last bit.
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Oh man, vivid doorstep imagery, and I know we’ve spoken before as I’ve spent years in this position. Well-poenned. Love the “I will do that for our doorstep” obligatory line. Bravo, Worms.
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Thanks, K!
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