the poetry knook :: the poetry of stephen m. james :: indianapolis, indiana » dead_plant https://www.tpkpoetry.com the poetry of stephen m. james Fri, 28 Mar 2014 01:04:39 +0000 en-US hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.8.3 Dead plant on the countertop https://www.tpkpoetry.com/poetry/dead-plant-on-the-countertop/ https://www.tpkpoetry.com/poetry/dead-plant-on-the-countertop/#comments Mon, 30 Nov -0001 00:00:00 +0000 Her angst minces my onions,
carves into the skin
and out the flesh
and into a nice salad
to serve to company;
after church, of course.
Eat me! There’s no whittling today,
this is the county fair “devour your plate and fork and everything else, too” consumption contest.
He’s not a savory sap,
but I’ll remember that the next time I spend years on a commode
just thinking about Him–after dinner that day–it was great!

(Cry / cut / sever / fingers gripping me: the dead plant on the countertop.)

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