(From November 2018 through March 2019, I wrote one poem a day for 100 days at my Facebook page. While I get my act together to return to ranking things, I will be reprinting the poems here. I’m currently writing another 100 poems. Rankings will resume soon)
I cannot eat the snails
Because we lost our tails as well
And an animal cell
Could ring out my death knell for real
Not in a single meal
There’s no way to appeal to blood
We emerged from the mud
Plasma flows like a flood through veins
Feeding our ape-like brains
Mine flows safer with grains and beans
I can eat all the greens
I’ve not evolved the means just yet
To process that baguette
As I age my palette devolves
Eat like a snail – that solves
The issue but involves some force
To stay this diet’s course
My ape-brain can’t endorse the change