Friday, December 21, 2012

Primordial soup


Little noodles (twisted into glyphs)
swarmed in the broth around the bits
of chicken and ham

until some formed WHO. I blew.
WHY. I sigh.
Then WHEN. I blew again.
WHAT. This is nuts.
WHERE. I jumped from my chair.

The chicken and ham didn't give a damn.