Phrenological Poems | Examples

Forgetting the Frog

the horned toad
was told he
couldn't be
a frog

or a
prince
no matter
how horny 

he was
but his head 
doctor not a shrink
was of the phrenological

kind
feeling 
the lay of 
the land and

filling in
landfills and 
landmines mind you
remember this time when

pressing a lump
to sum it up
this was
when

you
we're
seven
and you

decided
to ride your
skateboard as
if you were catching

a wave
but what
saved you was
your stubbornness

and so today you come
to me asking what
does this one
mean and

i see
well what
i mean is my
fingers talk for me

but
this is 
a bump
of life and

love
that is
with my
touch seems

to be
from this
morning when
you forgot your

anniversary