I once put a pebble into my nose
polished, a piece of the sea, one of those
lucky-charm-things, best among stones.
Inside, it was lost becoming part of my bones.
Now at night I can hear how it clatters;
bouncing, playing maracas, it rattles
my dreams and wide-eyed awake I feel
how it makes its way out when I pee.
Today we have a guest at dVerse, and we are told to write funny poems starting from an ordinary event. The pebble in my nose is actually truthful but the end is a bit less so.
May 22, 2018