Emotionally famished
Rapture rules: Poor media access undermines PNG democracy

The lady Gas


An entry in the Crocodile Prize
Kina Securities Award for Poetry

There is a lady, by the name of Gas ,
who is a character and a wonderful narrator,
A happy mind, and sparkling face,
Her energy shines, feverishly contagious.
High morality and self-righteous.
Like a Peacock, draped in secondhand pillowcase.

Yet sparkles had a farce, and terribly heavy too.
Remnants of hot breakfast, with a trace of cold dinner,
Her habit to release gas, right at the moment’s pass,
Was her strongest trait, noticeable by all around her,
Even office plants complained, gravitating away from her.

I advised myself in my mind, during a close encounter, 
that if I was to let one loose me self, It would be as far from all who stood, 
but not this pressure driven steam engine, she is determined, to ruin our lives.

Of course every human being, releases gas in respiration,
In tandem with laws of nature, to fuel plant photosynthesis.
But what I fail to understand, is why the plants are dying,
All around her vicinity, despite daily watering, and fresh fertilizer.

I now prophesy with gloomy certainty,
that her fumigation, oblivious to the suffering,
and the widespread suffocation, will eventually lead am sure,
to voluntary extinction, of our office kind ,
due to an inexplicable, deadly nose infection.


Feed You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed for this post.

Verify your Comment

Previewing your Comment

This is only a preview. Your comment has not yet been posted.

Your comment could not be posted. Error type:
Your comment has been saved. Comments are moderated and will not appear until approved by the author. Post another comment

The letters and numbers you entered did not match the image. Please try again.

As a final step before posting your comment, enter the letters and numbers you see in the image below. This prevents automated programs from posting comments.

Having trouble reading this image? View an alternate.


Post a comment

Comments are moderated, and will not appear until the author has approved them.

Your Information

(Name and email address are required. Email address will not be displayed with the comment.)