there is a bag
of
Raw Whole Cashews
sitting on my floor
I wish I was raw
I wish I was whole
I wish I was a cashew
life seems much simpler
gift-wrapped in cellophane
today, he asked me if I was happy
a. sometimes the plastic bag
pulled over my head
interferes with the news
and I can suffocate
quietly on current
prevents
b. if time-travel existed
I would go back to the dinosaurs
and make best friends
with a Stegosaurus
both of our brains would atrophy
to the size of walnuts
c. I don't want to live here anymore
unless someone will cover me in Saran Wrap
make pretend that I am a shower curtain
and wash my sadness into a drain
every
single
day
d. the trees were transparent today
I only see in shades of plastic
black and white are for squares
these are all the answers I could have given him
but instead I said
e. To all whom it may concern:
I am happy and I have a smile on my face
If I could choose
paper or plastic
I would of course choose the environmentally
friendly
option
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This is such a good poem. Love this poem.
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