My spine is the corncob
I toss to the squirrels
This is how your skills align
What? No. Your skills.
and how they align in this sector
of back — I want it back,
but the squirrels have taken it
to their unseen rooms of long ago.
Today’s prompt at Imaginary Garden with Real Toads was to write a poem of 12 lines or less, inspired in some way by Maya Angelou’s “When You Come.”