Prose Poem
Earthworm — Ventral Nerve Migrain
Earthworm’s head was aching.
Lately, it had been using all of its meager intellectual brain power,
to come up with a solution to a difficult situation.
It was the first member of the community to be diagnosed with a migraine.
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It was not news that,
from time to time,
it had to peer above the ground,
like the periscope of a submarine,
to get air
or to avoid the rains from the depths of the earth.
But it was,
that the trees in the yard
had accumulated a huge number of those damn little birds…
…which,
as a flying squadron
swooping down whenever its head was in sight.
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Living in the mad scientist’s yard,
the number of earthworms had doubled in a year,
and word of this had spread to the birds.
Some worms were so plump,
they could barely pull themselves above the ground.
They could barely do much of anything.
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There were large deformities in the depths of the backyard compost pile,
when liquid compounds from the mad scientist’s failed chemical experiments ended up there,
one after another.
Some were so confused,
they no longer knew which end was which,
whether they were going in the direction of entry
or whether they were coming from the direction of the exit.
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These lost in the incomprehensibility filled the infirmary,
and there was no end in sight,
nor a beginning,
because no one knew which was which anymore.
