a descent into poetry insanity |
| I didn't want to go, but I needed three kinds of lunchmeat, knitting needles, strawberries, a gallon of milk, three different colors of yarn, all complementary, a loaf of bread, heavy whipping cream, sewing needles, two pairs of black jeans, a vial of insulin, sunflower seeds—toasted with salt, sesame sticks, and peanut butter. I came away with new slippers—black, seven different pies—all frozen, a dvd, a pair of short sleeved pajamas—green with paw prints, ten bags of emergency medicinal jelly beans. and sore feet. line count: 25 prompt: market this one feels self explanatory. |