spaghetti & meatball; hold the frog legs…

my first exposure                                                                                                                                            to frogs legs wasn’t
a pleasant one

there will always
be memories
that never lay
dormant amidst
ones that constantly
flash inside the mind
like a loud neon sign
that yearns
for eye respite

the look
of those frog legs
on my dinner
companions plate
did not bode well
for the state
of my imagination

at the time
i was young
and thought
of kermit the frog
being hacked
up in the back
by the chefs

i would rather
eat mixed media
gummy & marshmallow
croakers instead

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