Eating electric lettuce

My poetic goal is to describe simple things so differently that you will never look at them in the same light again…

The ancient eavesdropper

Eat your electric lettuce!

My
eyes
roll down
beside my feet
like two golfballs
brushing against
neon greens,
electric chlorophyll
static shocking cones
of my retinas,
stunned silly
seeing Spots run,
I bend over,
fingers shoveling
salad foodstuffs
like a trespass
Peter Rabbit,
lettuce flesh
ingested raw,
organic produce
stuffed in
scarecrow
pockets
before
Mr. McGregor
turns heads
into coleslaw,
though it’s just
a story to make
you appreciate
a sustainable
vegetable
harvest
& fresh
on-the-fence
faux pas
perspective.
Keep eating right
and your tongue and teeth
may even out-glow phosphorescent
fireflies, algae and auroras at night,
Nature branding you
a cabbage patch kid,
worm-rolling dirt rich
in the compost
commonwealth
of good health.

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About tyler4turtles

I am an avid photographer, poet, ecologist, bookworm, blogger, art enthusiast and runner who calls Montana home but lives in Oregon.
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