Poetry

We had to write a piece of prose poetry based on a picture we chose at random. Here are my results.

Dumb Bunny

“It’s a great plan.”

It’s a horrible plan.

Everything Adam tells me carries with it a brown taint of stupid. His words ooze into my head and pollute with a dirty fog. My head hurts. My empty stomach hurts more.

We only get half a block.

The truck was broken.

Adam’s pink fist slams against the dash

again

and again.

Pathetic man sobs

“Not fair.”

“Get out of the truck.”

“Not fair.”

Hands grab and pull. Concrete kisses face. A tiny piece of something jabs and presses against a temple. A boot, tight-laced and brutal, presses against the other.