A Comfy Kind Of Restless

Hi!

I was not inspired to write anything by my journal prompt today, so I asked Textfixer for some fodder instead. 

I then wrote two similar poems, following my usual rules for each.  Which do you think works the best?

1.

In twelve more years,

There’ll be two decades’ worth

Of fermentation

Spilling over laptop screens,

Peeking out of bookshelves.

My sugar turning bitter:

‘Forbidden’ activity

Producing wealth at last.

The ultimate prank:

“Push forth life, take care of it,

Be the officer of its welfare;

Laser focus on the important

And find inner peace”

Many a frustrated cadaver

Would expound

(If allowed voice)

On how this is not real life.

2.

In twelve years:

Two decades mum.

What fermentation will I see?

If all is kept forbidden –

My sugar starved of oxygen –

A dark red run

Acidic and thin?

The prank of the push –

Motherhood:

The arresting officer of motivation,

Energy,

Identity,

Time.

My head full of laser scars:

Focus obliterated the inner world

With each task ticked off.

This walking cadaver

Stinks up every conversation;

Blue–lipped, slack–limbed

And hungry for brains.

I’m plumping for the second one 😉

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