The Sound of One Hand Slapping

Just as a target is not set up to be missed, so is nothing by nature wrong in this world.

Day Twenty-Two: The Human Epic

Posted by missed on July 1, 2008

We and the world are mostly water, similar

Percentages, by about 9%. The distance around

The earth is almost 25 thousand miles. If we

All walked in one direction, we would circle

It five times before we died.

When I run my fingers down your face and

Touch nineteen million skin cells. When

I say “I love you,” it is the combined work

Of seventy two muscles and several years from our lives.

Once, we were single-celled organisms,

For only half an hour—a time which would

Burn about 75 calories if we were having sex. If

This were the case, for that same half an hour we

Would have joined 100 million other people.

I will never taste you with the same buds for

More than ten days. All we can do is

Remember, and experience anew.

Maybe that’s why I never get tired of you,

Or this.

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This poem kind of sucks, but I have a great idea for the future based on this.

 

Basically, the muse comes and goes, but I have something to work on when it’s back.

One Response to “Day Twenty-Two: The Human Epic”

  1. Roux said

    I like the premise, but it doesn’t read like a poem. Possibly the odd but oh-so-lovely combination of rap, stand-up and poetry that is called poetry-slam. I’m curious where you go with it.

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