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almost humerus*
by Lauren Singerarrogance comes with disregarded accolades.
denial and vanity teaming so fierce.
the battle a bite in the ass
come some ill-fated friday that
sends the left-lane lincoln mercury
straight towards your blind spot,
threatening your legal right of way
only to keep cascading through the light as
you collide right into her.
your broken arm the one reminder
passed 'always buckle up'...
that no matter how bad it gets,
it could always be worse.
here's to unanticipated vacation time
and favorable lawsuits.
10/11/2007 Author's Note: *the misspelling of the word 'humerous' is intentional, as that is the bone i broke.
Posted on 10/11/2007
Copyright © 2024 Lauren Singer
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 10/11/07 at 05:01 AM I figured it was. Either way, this rocks. |
| Posted by Laurie Blum on 10/11/07 at 12:52 PM Excellent poem! I hope you heal soon too! Are you typing one-handed? |
| Posted by Elizabeth Jill on 10/13/07 at 05:58 PM This is most definitely why your reputation as a great poet flies high. Your word-play in the title drew me in, and sheer raw feeling (include empathy) scorch this poem (and its trip with reality) into my mind. |
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