There was a booth in front of an art gallery where people were writing free poems on demand about anything you request. I thought it would be interesting to request a poem about my hearing aid.
The poet smiled and said, "Hearing aid. All right." He immediately started writing. I thought he would at least look at my hearing aid or ask some questions about it.
This is what he wrote:
as if, what to manage but a
whisper from a shell, as if we were
swallows perched along the line
and would, of a simple word from you,
bow our heads, salute you, take
What? I was very disappointed.
Do you guys like it? Am I missing something here?
If you think you can do better, email me your poems about my hearing aid, with or without stickers. If they are good, I will post them here on my blog with your permission.
My email: firstname.lastname@example.org