Even Though I Love Bacon…

I was skimming through old assignments from a poetry and fiction course I had taken last year. This one stuck out to me, as I find it ironic how much I actually love pork. Maybe one da, I’ll give it up. Becoming a vegetarian is on the back burner for now, but it is something that I hope to accomplish some day, somehow. But I digress. The assignment was simple: pick an animal, write a poem about it. And…here we go. 

“Oink.”

There were a great many of us,

All happy. Once.

Have you seen Penny?! Paul? Or Patrick?

No. Taken onto the dark place.

Souls echoing screams, echoing screams

Sights so sinister squeals seem so

Sad, really. Predictable now.

They appeared, poked at us,

Grunted cold gibberish.

Decision made. Now Petra gone.

There are a small few of us,

All fearful. Now.

Those curled tails have straightened,

Innocence but a dream, something only seen

With shut eyes and prayers never heard.

I have seen Pam. Pete. Packard.

While their souls bang against those chains,

Lifeless bodies remain behind, hanging, hanging.

Motionless, milky stares never leave my mind.

Them. It was They who began this merry-go-round.

Must lead on for the lost ones.

Just then, the love of my own, meaningless existence,

Taken, poked at, torn to shreds. Hung right before my eyes.

Last words seem but a wild squeal or snort to Them.

But my reply, my wild squeal, my snort: ‘I love you too. Will see you soon.’

Makes my soul die a little with each re-read. Happy Saturday! (I don’t think I can eat bacon today…) 

What Had Happened Was…

Hello and こんにちは! (I’m learning Japanese, so bear with me and the horrible sound bites that may pop up sporadically).

It has been about the time span of a human child’s conception-then-birth since I’ve been here! (‘Bout 9 months, give or take?) Anywho…alright. I’ve been a bit of a forget-me-Phyllis and haven’t been here! My eternal bad, chickadees. Oddly enough -or sad, whichever term- I remembered your sweet existence, dear blog, when I saw someone had liked and begun following you a few days ago. Is it wrong to like a little attention, some semi-human contact via ‘like and subscribe’? 😅

But I digress. I will try with all my might to be more attentive to you, dear, lovely child. And to you, my fantastic five followers fancying fy fosts fand fideas…fank fyou. Really. I am so so new and terrible at this blog venture. I said in 2015 I wouldn’t let go of this very premature fetus so I here I am again, refreshed and ready for action…and maybe some Burger King chicken fries. Key Points: 2017, chicken fries, very beginner Japanese. Happy new year, Let’s hope it’s a good one without…not sure how much of that I’d be able to post without a lawsuit…*sweatdrop*

Ta-ta…for now, I swear! >_< 

 

 

Late Night Thoughts…

10:37pm

It’s not that late, but here we go….

You know what’s nice? Uber cute strangers walking down the street. Oh, and rainbows! I love rainbows. Haven’t seen one in a while, though. Ugh, it needs to rain so I can see rainbows and love life…

Leave a comment about the best rainbow you’ve ever seen or the most uber cute stranger you’ve laid eyes on.

Is anyone reading this? Helloooo…..