Dreaming With the TV On.

I discovered the tooth
Of a mighty manticore
At the base of a banyan tree
I’m not sure why I came to these mystical lands
Perhaps journeying with friends
On a ruminating mission from Mumbai to Cork

All I know is Millicent is lost
And my mission is to rescue her
From loud howler monkeys
Or dirty desert rats

Now, back to that tooth
I found under the tree
Covered in ichor
Of some powerful deity
As I look at the fang, I can’t help but wonder:
Did the beast bite and trample a legendary god?

And which one is dead?

This poem was inspired by a list of words I was given. I used to regularly ask friends to provide me lists of words to use as inspiration for my writing, and I enjoyed returning to this activity. I’m pleased with the results and might do this more regularly.

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I really hate talking about myself, but if I have to... I’m K.L. McDaniel, the person behind TheOtherKLM. I’m an introvert with extrovert moments, a fitness-minded person fighting later-age fat, and someone trying to keep life somewhat organized without pretending it isn’t a mess. Here, I write about the things I keep coming back to: movement, mental health, learning, self-awareness, and the strange little contradictions that make people interesting. I’m not here to act like I have everything figured out. I’m here to think through it, laugh when possible, and maybe find a little balance in the middle of the clutter. So, that’s me. More or less. View more posts

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