"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Saturday, April 2, 2022

Inenodable

National Poetry Writing Month, day 2. A poem based on a word from this Twitter account, devoted to "obscure and interesting English words." I scrolled for a while and then found "inenodable," which refers to something that cannot be untied.
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Remove the heart.
Let it live on it's own
for a short while.
Become invulnerable.
Let it pay rent
and shop at the market
and talk about the weather.
Let it exist apart 
from a binding cage.
Sustain irreverance.
Meet it for coffee
on Saturday mornings
and gobble up
the ghosts of your past
between sips of 
vanilla latte.
Musn't weaken.
Drive together to
a snowy mountain
and remark on scenery - 
there must be meaning
in an avalanche.
Withering still.
Open wide now,
it craves a safe return,
it craves a cage.
The cage is empty 
without it. 

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