I am what I am not yet at MungBeing

Published December, 2014

I AM WHAT I AM NOT YET

by alison ross

The splayed vision of what was necessary. A panda bear in the park played with scissors, while the underground shoe sang a cold cold lament. Finally, the future of my past gulped rotten berries. The rain his hands formed asterisks, causing the air conditioner to go extinct. The ebullient factory will now explode, the darkness curling around our feet. Tomorrow, the towels will wrap themselves in plastic upon learning that the cassette tapes developed arthritic knees. The splayed vision of what was unnecessary. With apologies to the birds.