Fascination

of the absurd

By Harper Lewis Published 10 days ago • Updated 10 days ago • 1 min read

Remember when I was me,

before you turned me into

somebody else, a character

in a narrative about something

mundane, tedious triflings elevated,

pedestrian relationships alchemized

until they appear celestial,

doing the laundry and washing the dishes

written in the stars,

the alignment of the planets,

a Jupiter trine, allowing you

to walk the damn dog

and mow the lawn.

The whole world in awe

of a dude washing a car

while his bride vacuums

the floor.

Intrusive rhyme bothers me, except as a weapon.

Intertextuality is my passion.

Formalist/ New Critical are my guiding theories.

My words are mine, not a robot’s.

MA English literature, CofC

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