Thursday, November 10, 2005

Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Rubber Band

I.
Artificial gravity
Of a physical nature.

II.
As the ball bounces along the floor
It snaps away,
One of many.

III.
Once, an item of use.
Now, a misshapen lump of sticky goo
Holding the pen and the marker as one.

IV.
Thin, thick
Long, short
Pink, green, or brown
The miser's dulcimer strings.

V.
Never beginning, never ending,
Until the burden becomes too great -
Then, discarded.

VI.
Descendant of twine
Predecessor of the plastic bag
Mailman's friend

VII.
Utility for the father
Weapon to the son
Endless annoyance for the mother
Prized bracelet to the daughter

VIII.
I walked through the hall,
Blissfully unaware,
And it struck me in the face
With all the force of a blinded junebug.

IX.
Would reality seem less fragmented
If it were held together
By a cosmic rubber band?
I think not.

X.
Dark-skinned at ease, full-bodied;
Thin and pale under stress;
Stretched to the limit, and beyond,
Man snaps, like a rubber band.

XI.
The rubber band is all that holds together
The stacks of correspondence -
All that is left
Of our past.

XII.
The elf-child stands
And raises his makeshift weapon;
The dwarf growls
And shoots the rubber band back.

XIII.
Alas! the circle has broken;
The end has come;
Thus falls the fearless rubber band,
That bane of the Creative Writing class.

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