Ive been mentally repeating Clive Barker poetry over and over and over. Boredom today led to me feeling the need to redo one of his most amazing ones. His goes like this:
Here is a list of fearful things:
The jaws of a shark, a vultures wings
The rabid bite of the dogs of war
The voice of one who went before
But most of all, the mirror's gaze
Which counts us out our numbered days...
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Seriously, I love that poem so much. But like I said, I was bored. Painfully bored. So I wrote a half-assed, not at all skilled response:
Here is a list of cheerful things:
The nose of a dolphin, a butterfly's wings
The sandpaper lick of a cat