Blob + Farm

*write from the perspective of a monster
- try to use a color and the words overtake, dim, rub, split

In a present, unsuspecting of the future,
Embraced star crossed lover cast a wish
to a suspected shooting star
Not knowing, the earthbound object is a meteor

A crater is made in the haze of a cornfield
raising no alarms or suspect
Only the sun finds the recess
heating the space cold rock in the field

From the cracks made by the impact
emerges a pinky jellied ooze
inching itself into an unknown world
the Blob, ready to consume food

First, the corn (much like us)
corn corn corn and growing
the kickball sized trail clearly trackable
from the meteor straight to the new John Deere

As the gak climbs the first tire pops
alerting the farmer and family
feed buckets clutched in hand
what commotion could have startled the hen hut