..
Hold my
calls. It’s all happy
chance from here, no matter
how hair
-brained it gets.
Heck,
-le(t’s) assume the
horcrux is lost,
and we’re tossed wholly
to that whole moon
rising.
Surprising? Maybe.
But somebody
had to hold
the line
me
the mayo,
……………baby.
..
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Fun prompt from my Shawna:
hallelujah, happenstance, hairbrained, heckle, horcrux
I could go for being a being of “no matter” for a while. All this mattering involves too many cells.
I like the contrast between existing in matter and existing more in the brain. “Hecklets” is definitely my new favorite word. 🙂 Swooning over the rising/Surprising rhyme. My ears are very happy.
I’m picturing you as a cartoon veggie tales character, only, you’re the evil Mayo Mayor, come bringing oil, fat, and happenstance to all the veggie burgers. 😉
i like the circular nature of this – hold my calls — to hold me, the mayo, the line!
“hair-brained” is certainly how my brain feels lots of days! I also love your title!