Double Feature

I’m your low-budget
flick. You, there,
sitting in your cushion-
covered metal chair,
sucking on ice cubes
& corn kernels,
anticipating my end.
You, there, didn’t realize
I’ll live forever,
even when I’m dead.

For today's prompt, write a B-movie poem. Our family has a tradition of watching a B-movie every Saturday night. Some of them are kind of funny, some of them are so bad they're good, and some of them are just torture (until I inevitably fall asleep from boredom). And some of them have excellent titles like The Tingler, Kingdom of the Spiders, Teenagers From Outer Space, and The Incredibly Strange Creatures Who Stopped Living and Became Mixed-up Zombies.

For the purposes of this prompt, you could write a poem inspired by an actual B-movie, or you could imagine your own.

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Cliff’s Edge

On a twelve-hundred mile trek
     twice a year, 
my past nipping at my rear—

I’ve lost the ability
to know what’s below
the drop-               
               off

time’s running out
the bluff taller than I recall

Take a chance /
Don’t be a fool /
                L e a p . . .

For today's prompt, write a foolish poem. The poem could be about a fool, about being fooled, about fooling someone, or whatever other foolish direction you wish to take it. But don't fool with this prompt for too long; we'll have another one ready to roll tomorrow.

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That's What He Is

He's a universal tool, 
good for so many things, 
but it's hard to figure out
how he operates. 

This Tool Is Easier to Figure Out

I wrote this in response to the PAD countdown prompt to write a universal poem. April is just around the corner, and I'm out of practice! Ugh. 

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