canned unicorn meat

canned unicorn meat

A Poem by opossum

They keep feeding us.
Food. Food. Food. 
Are you hungry? Hungry. 
Hungry. Hungry?
Are you hungry? 
Are we hungry?
are you Hungary?
where is Hungary?
What is it? It is.
 What it is. Is it?
it, is, is it? it is.
Chicken, chicken, chicken.
Is it chicken? Does it fly?
 Does it have wings? Wings to fly? 
Fly with wings?
cape? fly with cape? escape.
What is it? It is. 
What it is. Is it? Or is it?
Does it have ears? 
What are ears? 
Ears to listen? 
Ears to eat? 
What what what?
Do you hear that? 
Did you eat that? 
The ear, the ear. 
Do you have ears?
Can you hear that? 
Does it have ears? 
Ears. Ears and eyes.
Eyes, yes, eye, yes, ey, ye yes eyes eyes eyes.
Do you have eyes? 
What are you watching? What are you watching?
It is blank, it is blank. 
You are absent, absent, absent. sent it? 
did you sent it? yahoo or gmail? mail, e-mail.
Blank and absent. Your mind is absent. Your face is blank.
No tongue, tongue what? 
What is it. It is that. That is. 
What is that?
Can’t you talk. You need to talk. 
Talk, talk. Talk and eat. 
Don’t eat while you speak.
What is that? Is it what? 
That, that. Is it? Isn’t it? What is it?
Can, a can, the can. you can. Canned
Think. think. Please think. Imagine. 
just Please. Please. Please. I
it’s a unicorn. Uniform. 
do you wear a uniform? why are you a uniform? 
Is it corn? Corn? Corn? Corn? Unicorn.
Eat, eat, eat. The meat. No dessert. Meat.
Please. Please. Please. 
It’s a unicorn. Uni corn.
Is it corn? Corn? Corn? Corn? Unicorn. 
Why do you wear a uniform?

© 2014 opossum


Author's Note

opossum
It's a confusing piece but tell me what you make of it :)

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That was awesome. I loved the way it changed topics and in the end wasn't what you originally started with

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