Wasn’t sure how to approach this, so I’ve done an easy one. Taken phrases from the game of charades we were playing yesterday and tried to make them more literal….it’s kind of about lying because these phrases suggest a general truth about human nature, so I’m reflecting on that.
takes one bad apple to rot a barrel
they pulse and bruise, a sodden mass
of collapsing skin, golden insides
turning to yellow mush
butter wouldn’t melt in your mouth
it would slide down your throat
a solid block that grazes your teeth
comes to rest, cold as truth, in your stomach
love is blind, it gropes in the dark
for your hand, it navigates streets
by sound, it grips you, desperate
for guidance as you step forwards.