A Protein Poem (2011)
the very first game I cheated on.
I counted the cards before my family started playing,
being human has the ability to experience something beautiful,
anything is beautiful.
Yet it’s not like that at all,
It can manipulate, causes terrible things,
red headed stepchild, ugly inferno,
earthquake in Japan, death,
blue dream, absolutely nonsense,
candy land, can’t stop,
Disney princesses, are all the same,
In a concrete jungle balancing all of your knowledge.
You learn how its beautiful that they can actually survive.
Their ability to cope,
beauty is in your face,
so its true then.
Anything is beautiful.
This is a Protein Poem from one of the very first rounds back in 2010. If you remember participating in this poem, comment with your role. We’d love to hear back from you!