Thursday, December 14, 2017

Eating the worm.

The early bird eats the worm. That's nourishment, and opportunity. The fish eats the worm on a hook and is captured. That means death, being served on someone's plate for their nourishment. The tequila drinker who eats the worm: he is wasted, there is no nourishment there.  Then there's that children's rhyme that goes "Nobody loves me, everybody hates me, I think I'll go eat worms…" that’s not really born of a fear of not belonging, of desperation, of loneliness despite what you think; it is typical to the sort of delightfully disgusting  things that children get pleasure out of. Yes, those eensy, weensy, squeensy, wriggly, squirmy worms: nourishment for the child in you. And while you're at it, do spare a thought for the poor worm, so low in the pecking order: the early worm always gets eaten!

My poems are like that. They are happy and sad, born of joy and protest, written with care and thoughtlessness: some may provide your  soul with nourishment and some may make you squirm....



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1 comment:

  1. In the American/Mexican Southwest, "eating the worm" means consuming the tiny agave worm that is contained in bottles of high-end Tequila and there is an associated lore that accompanies this drinking tradition.

    https://www.straightdope.com/columns/read/1334/why-is-there-a-worm-in-bottles-of-tequila/

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