Gorelets: Unpleasant Poems

we cut corpus callosum for dinner that eve half for you, half for me an equal share of hemispheres but I saw that look behind your eyes when you searched around my face, clutching your knife asking please for seconds after I chewed my last bite Explanation: I found that list of offbeat phrases in the "Strange Visitors" contest awhile back amusing, and began to think of them as titles for poems...I may do more based on the others, if/when time permits. (Hint: click on the "Weblog Exclusive" department to read all the others.)

she won't say how she broke them but the boys don't hold the doors for her anymore and nobody signs her cast her armpits ache from the handles and she feels as hollow as the numb caverns inside the plaster that pinch her and the bones will set crooked -- her legs perpetually as bent as her mind -- and his wrung neck which neither splint nor plaster can hold fast or bind any stiffer than his own rigid musculature Explanation: I found that list of offbeat phrases in the "Strange Visitors" contest awhile back amusing, and began to think…