Hopeless Bla Bla Bla

I just wish I knew what I am.

Where did I come from cow?

Eat the grass with me.

I want to feel the pure green grass sliding through my teeth.

Chicken, please listen to me.

Run around the coop and bock like a chicken.

I want to hear you sing with your beautiful voice.

I don't know why I came here.

Pig, roll in the slippery mud with me.

Let us get messy and silly together and lay in the dirt.

Please pet dog, please.

I am so alone.

Whales live with me in my humble abode.

They comfort me.

Swim with me until I lose everything and die.

Reviews

[Emily B]

i go to feed the cats and chickens coming running from their hiding places under the porch, they terrorize the cats, i think they do it on purpose, the kittens on the other hand don't know to be afraid, they stand their ground

the chickens dig holes in the barn deep enough to bury the horses, so far, like ALice, they find their way back to the lot

I think somebody round the place has put a hit out on the chickens, one went missing last week

[eglantine]

whales are magnificant creatures--I like belugas best. As for your poem, it's interesting that you chose farm animals. A very rural lifestyle but yearning for soemthing more majestic. I think you meant "bawk" instead of "bock"

[Whales]

I would of used bawk, but my whole life my sister and I always had a saying, "chicken bock bock at 8 o'clock" and we wrote it everywhere in that spelling, so that's why I worded it that way. I never knew any other spelling.