Creative Kaitlyn
works with her brain
the way she might make a meatloaf
with her hands fully filthy from
the squashing and squishing
and punching and smacking
of the gelatinous glop of her brain, or ground beef,
either one.
With her mind fully focused
on the final product
which will taste like home and ketchup,
and will be greedily gobbled up by
hungry mobs, she cannot be sidetracked with details like
when school starts and where she sits and
what she is going to do tomorrow.
She knows that finally, in the end,
her troubled work in progress will
make a hungry soul,
fullfilled.
CLR 2013