Thursday, November 21, 2013

365 Poems in 365 Days: Lunchbox

What’s in the lunchbox?
A geology kit for hounding rocks?
A forensic kit for finding clues?
Pens and ink, red black and blue?
Some games to play with friends we meet?
Or maybe just something to eat.

I can't help thinking that Lacey Lee, who is probably still hung up on the 90s, probably keeps her crime scene kit in a Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles lunchbox. Poem 309.

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