Day 22

Peter Porker saw Thane –
the best biped-
with a carrot,
so orange,
so crisp, so long…
longing becoming excitement
becoming impulse,
pulsing hooves,
click, click
clickclick
clickclickclickclick
clickityclickityclickity.

Peter Porker forgot the two steps
between kitchen
and living room.

When pigs fly.

Today’s prompt at http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-two-4/:
take one of the following statements of something impossible, and then write a poem in which the impossible thing happens:
The sun can’t rise in the west.
A circle can’t have corners.
Pigs can’t fly.
The clock can’t strike thirteen.
The stars cannot rearrange themselves in the sky.
A mouse can’t eat an elephant.

There may yet be more.

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