Truth or Dare 4
You ask, we say something, hoping we’ll get away with it
This month’s “Truth or Dare” begins with a broken nose and ends with an almost-haiku on tap dancing.
© 2022 Etgar Keret
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This month’s “Truth or Dare” begins with a broken nose and ends with an almost-haiku on tap dancing.
thanks for the reply! i'm very chuffed indeed. in fact, i feel another bad poem coming on...
MY HEART HAS TWO ROUND DOTS TO HOLD YOU
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by TOM SIMPSON
for ETGAR KERET
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three-centimetre checkout chick
on your endless journey
to nowhere
/
trapped in a kiosk with no door
a torso-sized bagel
your jailor
/
you wait for plastic passengers
to come buy the bagel
but they won't
/
their yellow heads are rotated
cruelly averted
they don't care
/
though they hide their indifference
with inked-on rictus smiles
clawing air
/
caught between stasis and motion
your life a looping train
of Lego
Lol, love the tap dancing haiku!