Where do outtakes of lines of poetry end up?
Scraps. Filled/crossed-out pages. Appropriated ink. Accounted for.
A list-poem waiting to happen?
Scraps. Of food. Compost.
Or salvaged? (personally speaking) Leftovers. Enjoyed. As in, put to good use. Mulch?
Lunch, never better.
Foolish buttons, just sitting there
ReplyDeleteAlong with potato chips
sorted and oriented
She denies the buxom star her due
as the students look on
"I was once your age," one says
slouching in the library chair
Incisive tailspins triggered
Laughter by the pound