Nacho's In the Stomach

[determinedtofail]

Nacho's In the Stomach

Nacho says,
I miss puking

wandering around
nonchalant as a bird
following the winds of conversation

listening to the animals
croak, chirp;
as waves of laughter
roar from pockets of the room.

Nacho stumbles.
The earth quakes.
Elephant feet of children run by;
as lost mannerism's slap him
from the side, from behind.

I tell Nacho
he must care for himself.

Nacho says,
The stomach must be filled,
a smile must remain frozen

so I can walk off
forgetting the cold
ignoring the mud.

Then I will pour forth
demonstrating my insides.
The ground requests it!

See that mare over there.
She will not break...No!
I will.

Then she'll trust me,
and if she doesn't
at least I'll have a stronger stomach.

[mfwilkie]

Just talking to Ron (Halfshell) about L=A=N=G=U=A=G=E Poems.

I like what you're doing here. Read Ron's poem if you haven't already.

Maggie