“THE BLOB!” a poem 11/18/2018 – Su-n-day!!
I (t) was-born – from-The-Primordial*-Muck, &-IT-came-here-who-knows-WHY!
Perhaps – to sip & suck – Perhaps – to make men cry!
It slivered into existence, in Sterile – Pur-i-ty;
It came at a-critical-moment; it came – on bended knee?!
It’s-unclear – if-IT-had any purpose-initially, there, at ITs birth,
BUT IF-NONE (soon) some**-was-installed, & it-began-to-crawl-The-Earth,
And, as it fed, it grew – into Ungodly Proportions, in ITs-Kingdom-by-the-Sea;***
It grew – and swelled – and lived – (I guess) in-sadness-AND-ga-ie-ty!!
And WHAT IT DID!! Can-you-blame-IT? – was programmed-in-THAT-Way?
Who-is-to-know? We’ll only guess!! It-grew-stronger-every-DAY,
And, now that-it-has-expanded – is it comin’ – for-me-and-you?
Whatever it does – it surely WILL!**** AND-if-IT-attacks, I’ll ask IT, “WHO,
ARE YOU? And – Why are you here?”
And IT may answer: “Well! I’m not too clear,
On that-there question! But I have a notion –
That my existence HERE – can raise quite-a-commotion!
But I’m all IN THE MIND, if you can call it THAT,
And I do THE-BEST-I-CAN, with my cane and hat,
And THEY TELL ME I-WAS-”B O R N,” but I don’t remember,
FROM PRIMEVAL MUCK – in Mid-September,
And I AM T H E B L O B – a swell bunch of cells,
A BODY – with-a-brain – and – TIME – ONLY TELLS!!” 🙂 – O. M. G.!
* – i.e.: Primeval!
** – purpose
*** – credit(s) to Edgar Allan Poe
**** – do!