Two versions, and this is merely the beginning...
1.
"Who's ever heard of a
parakeet funeral?"
Christopher asked as we
put the corpse in
Strawberry tupperware
(anti-microbial)
hoping against hope it
wasn't a sin.
Not bad, eh?
2.
Maybe it wasn't an
Avian heart attack:
We can't blame Dad for Doc's
tragic malaise--
Could be some allergy
anaphylactical.
Parakeet's seemingly
bescorn a cage.
So that one forces a rhyme, sentence structure, and sense, but it has promise, no?
2 comments:
I like them both--send them off to The Paris Review, stat!
I'll have to read them again when my brain isnt clogged with a head cold, but initial impression is positive.
I've been here a couple years now, but we have yet to hang out. Any chance I could talk you into taking the train to salem for dinner sometime?
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