Stars Do Not Have Tails
You are a star she said.
I laughed hard.
My heels slipped.
I almost slid into the next galaxy.
Cows are not stars I told her in a haughty way.
I flipped my tail, striking her in the face.
Perplexing her.
I could tell she was semi-shocked.
What was that for? She asked me in her prissy voice.
It was my tail, I told her.
Stars do not have tails! She corrected me.
She is actually the most delusional duck I have ever met.
She threw back her beak and began to howl at the moon.
Just one more thing that seems a bit off…
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment