Hello!
Today's prompt was to write a non-apology poem for something that you've stolen. The whole idea of it made me think of the #sorrynotsorry hashtag. I tried looking it up for inspiration, but didn't get very much. For me the only thing I could think of that I stole that I'm not sorry for are my husband's fries. In typical wife fashion, I often steal a few when he has fries and I don't but I don't want my own fries I just want a few. Lol. I had a hard time putting those thoughts into words though, so I decided to use the triolet style that I learned for yesterday's poem. Overall the tone of the poem came off a lot more angrier and harsher than just me stealing a few fries, but at the same time I like the dichotomy of turning a simple thing like eating a few fries into something that is worthy of a huge argument. Enjoy!
I stole your fries.
Sorry not sorry.
You did not see it with your own eyes.
I stole your fries.
I already ate them. You can't have them back despite your cries.
I can see you are mad. This doesn't need to get gory.
I stole your fries.
Sorry not sorry.
Thanks for reading!
Attentea Danaxam
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