[L.E. Leone says: “I thought I would just go out and get something, and this is what I came back with.” & I say, “That’s the way to do it!”]
Science Fiction
The world's largest ball of twine. I forget
where that was but we liked the smell
of it. Put our hands on, and took pictures.
It was many times bigger than a cow, yet
smaller than the sun.
In New Orleans
the sidewalks are evolving. They crack,
climb, crumble, drop off, disappear, re-
appear, move under your feet. Soon
they will lift off and carry you to work, or …
Today, the giant dumpster on my way
to the gym contains nothing but cardboard
boxes containing nothing, unbroken down
and empty. So Zen I could scream, or cut
myself. Or open a store and sell cigarettes
to children. I love it here, and life, the beads
hanging from branches and wires along
St. Charles. They've lost their color, but
sparkle like mud. Nobody recycles, never.
L.E. Leone
© 2012
I forget
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of it.
I don't think I've considered the smell of a ball of twine before. I also like the size spectrum of cow on one end and sun on the other. I never know what's coming next here, but it's usually both delightful and jarring.
Hi HKatz: Good point--tho after living for some years on an Idaho ranchette, I can say twine most definitely has a smell. Love your observations as always, & sorry to be so long in responding. Have been battling a cold all week--finally feeling human--& haven't been as on top of things as I'd like.
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