What we Deserve
From the 15th day of NaPoWrMo and my favorite of the few I did write for the challenge. The Prompt was to pick a stamp from the twitter stamps bot and write a poem based on that.
The earth is laughing at all of us. She's on the phone and refuses to reveal the punchline but we know as the stars at the end of her platform it's about as beautiful as maggots expanding each pore on a corpse large enough to trigger a trypophobe's fight or flight response, as loving as a hammer can be to a hangnail, and as glowing as glass holding milky candle wax —the wick deluged and drowning like a water strider without legs. After hosting us at no cost but a daily referendum on death it's the best we deserve.
Addendum: Still sick but feeling much better than I was during Monday. Couldn’t even stand to get out of bed for most of the week, to explain my absence Wednesday, so apologies. Summer sickness is annoyingly debilitating but its nice to have the worst parts behind me.
Going to get more rest and hot soup, and I should be back Saturday to catch up on all the reading and comments I missed. Cannot wait to see what you have all been publishing. Thank you for your patience and understanding! Stay safe, healthy, and always carry a small bottle of hand sanitizer with you when you’re running errands.
I misread it as "The earth is on her phone" and now I feel inspired to do something based off that and I don't know what 😂
Fantastic. So glad your symptoms are subsiding!