the snail’s conundrum
July 21, 2009
the snail’s conundrum
by kevin berardinelli
january 18, 2006
I did not think I would make it that far.
3 years, 7 months, and 12 days exact
I slugged the sea you where mindlessly bathe
And trudged the land you so carelessly step.
My voyage enduring, but mind at ease,
I longed for new life – something different? Perhaps.
With shell in high gear I trekked the slopes,
When stuck to a rock I never lost hope.
But here you come, you stupid beast of man!
Thinking I’m small and a crumb of your earth,
A pebble perhaps? I’ll skip him to sea!
Wave me goodbye with no thought for my soul.
Just a snail I am? Well, yes I may be,
But I’m coming back, in three years you’ll see!
Description: This was my first attempt at getting my ENG 160 professor to hate me. “Me and MPC” was the solidifier. I said it was an original prose sonnet. He said it would make good kindling for a fire. To each his own!
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