Date:         Wed, 26 Apr 1995 14:18:31 EDT
From: dementia means webster <mbarker@MIT.EDU>
Subject:      SUB: a wild kitchen
Comments: To: rotters of the wild work <writers@mitvma.mit.edu>

a ponse for Beth's poem on demnand #8

-Write a poem in free verse.  Go wild, but make sure the piece has
-a strong rhythm, not necessarily a rhythm pattern, just rhythm.  We
-all know rhythm, right? (insert mischievous, bedroom-eyed smirk)

-So...
-...free verse
-...at least 15 lines
-...theme/topic should be related to kitchens
-...mention at least two of the following:
-    -burlap
-    -gumdrop(s)
-    -key(s)
-    -milk
-    -book(s)
-    -wind

(no, it's the first time, so it isn't a response...)

a wild kitchen

garbage seethed and
scratched undersink.
where?

settled in the burlap,
below the belt and above the legs,
(of a stranger unbeknown)
a well-chewed gumdrop
dripped and sticked.

outside the key was sinking
mud slid water
down.

I took a breath
and swore.
to
walk a milk in those shoes.
to
book a wind
for flying kites
by the window
in my eye.

gravel ground flushes
down the drain.
power off.

silence rings loudly.
spoons' chewing.
metallic teething.
grinding

stop.

(oh, shucks, forgot the rhythm...I got arrythm, arrythm, arrythm...
who could ask for anamorphism? :-)