I’m all coffee-ed up. I’m so caffeined
I don’t know what to do with it.
I twittered, but you never read me,
I facebooked, but you never upped your thumb –
I’ve me-ed it in the corner for a long time, baby,
But now I’m us-ing down the middle of the street:
See that sky? I’m going to sun it –
See that road? I’m going to bloom it –
Because today I’m lipsticked
In the red fire of anger,
I’m booting in bare feet,
I’m loving, joying, dancing –
I’m so super, just watch me nova,
And when I spread my wings –
A poem of verbification for Lillian at dVerse. I was surprised at how many of the nouns I thought of have been verbified already. Language moves and grows and transforms itself in our mouths.