Tuesday, August 26, 2008

That Package


That Package from Easy Street Prompts


That package
arrived wrapped with brown paper
soiled with abstractions
in screaming shapes and forms,
an abomination of masking tape
criss-crossed in confusion.
The whole thing
left me breathless
because I knew you wrapped it
cursing my name.


Copyright 2008 JO Janoski


7 comments:

  1. Well, that was an interesting poem. Love the ending.
    I used to get stuff in brown wrappers...

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  2. brilliant twist in the end; unexpected, subtle, yet great. I wish I got any stuff at all, even if not in brown wrappers! ;)

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  3. Great Poem! Made me smile.

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  4. I still get exited when I get a package. A different ending indeed! :)

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  5. Gee, you've got me wondering what might be in there! Great poem!

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  6. Shirley, you're the first person to wonder what is in the package--Ozy assumed it was dirty mags.

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  7. Jo, I just assumed you decided to leave out the fact it was on fire when someone rang your doorbell. That's the only kind of gifts I get. Nice work!

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