microwave

microwave

A Poem by Marshall


behind the glass door things happen
to stay behind the glass door
until things have happened.

don't ever stick your hand 
into the magic happening
or else a bubbly bone will remain.

dont even try putting a golf ball
in to cook
or an egg
because only egg heads do that.

behind the glass door
water droplets use vibrators
and get superhot
you are not supposed to watch
but you do anyway.

don't get zapped
when you are not looking.

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© Marshall Gass. All rights reserved, 8 days ago

- See more at: http://allpoetry.com/poem/11591413-microwave-by-Marshall-Gass#sthash.0iCzdTmh.dpuf

© 2014 Marshall


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Marshall
Marshall

Auckland, Manukau City, New Zealand



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