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

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

When pigs fly.

Today’s prompt at
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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