Sunday, July 12, 2015

Black Milk

On your back,
thin as a banker's smile, 
black cashmere.

In your pen,
your campy prop,
black ink.

And in your fridge,
bare as a Detroit warehouse,
black milk.

Well what the hell is that?
Really honey,
what's in that shit? Irony?

You smile like you know the joke.
The cow, you say,
was making a statement about post-modern physical art.

The cow was sick
of not having command over her own body,
and so this is her finger at the world.

If you believe that, you should write it, I say,
but you just smirk and add a tab to the orange juice, stylishly blue.
Moo.
_____

for the mini-challenge at Real Toads.

 

17 comments:

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh my goodness, how I adore this response to the prompt. I went to a totally dark place (still writing it), and adore the cow's finger to the world.

Grace said...

I like this strong jab at our greed:

The cow was sick
of not having command over her own body,
and so this is her finger at the world.

Thanks for joining in Shay ~

brudberg said...

Posing always done in black... I guess.

Sioux said...

WTF--in my opinion--should be HTF. HOW do you do this every day?

Amazing.

Sanaa Rizvi said...

Loved your response to this prompt! Brilliant :D

Hannah said...

I like this, "cow, you say,
was making a statement about post-modern physical art."

:)

Mama Zen said...

Intriguing prose. Lovely sentiment.

hedgewitch said...

The character here seems as barren-dark as a moonless midnight in the desert, yet desperate to seem more like a dazzle and whoosh, to trade on whatever comes handiest, to appear something she will never be--why do people want so much to be something they never can be? 'Thin as a banker's smile.' What a line. Just cold and curdled as alligator milk, and I'm sure that's black, too.

shampoo girl said...

This is priceless:

"Well what the hell is that?
Really honey,
what's in that shit? Irony?"

Also, the way you break that second line makes me think you might be saying that black milk might be "really honey." Perhaps there's a very fine line between what's evil, rotten, disgusting, and scary and what is sweet perfection. Maybe sometimes they just can't be separated ... like when someone's personality is made up of such stuff, in equal measure.

"You smile like you know the joke.
The cow, you say," ... With this line break, I think you're implying that she herself IS the joke. She knows it, but maybe not to what degree.

"The cow was sick" ... Indeed. And is only a poet insomuch as she is holding a pen. Other than that, there isn't much there ... other than maybe the spirit with which to do it, just not the scratch and scrawl that makes the magic actually happen.

This stanza is strong, especially the line breaks:
"The cow was sick
of not having command over her own body,
and so this is her finger at the world."

You've layered a lot of meaning here.

Killer ending. It's like, she won't write and she won't tell the story. She will only turn things into other things. Irony into black milk, orange juice into blue (or whatever she's relabeling the O.J.). Just make it look different, and you create the illusion that something IS different. Of course, the non-poet with a pen is the cow, the black cashmere on her back is the first clue.

Basically, she's the opposite of everything she's supposed to be. Producing black milk instead of white.

Poets and artists do like to talk about themselves in the third person, don't they? But you made it perfectly clear with your last word.

Kerry O'Connor said...

I found the first 3 stanzas to be so gripping! Each line adds to the layers of emotive description and you have created the perfect frame for the remainder of the poem.

Gemma Wiseman said...
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Gemma Wiseman said...

OOOOOOOOOOO bite, bite, bite and love how the cow gets the last moo. Black is a mighty statement for the disgruntled.

georgeplaceblog said...

"You smile like you know the joke. you just smirk and add a tab to the orange juice, stylishly blue. Moo."

Ouuuuuuch, spot on.

Outlawyer said...

Ha on a lot of levels--how people pose--and more subtly--what we are doing to our food chain???? You always manage to have a fun thing going on too--the voice is terrific. k.

K9friend said...

I like the way the first 3 stanzas lead into the poem. Very nice...and thought-provoking.

Pat
Critter Alley

Vinay Leo R. said...

Lovely buildup and pace, right till the end. :)

Ella said...

I love the Twilight Zone feel and your ending-fabulous!