by Mercedes Lucero
A Found Poem from Google’s “America’s Most Misspelled Words” in 2017 by State
Today is a vacuum.
Today is diarrhea
and dilemma and
Wisconsin
but somewhere
tomorrow is hallelujah
and hallelujah
and people. Tomorrow is
surprise. Tomorrow there will be ninety
special bananas. I
can sense it but I know you think
me a liar. I appreciate everything
you find suspicious.
I really can sense
it. Be patient
young chihuahua. Oh you,
young giraffe. Tomorrow
is beautiful. Give license
and sense to it. Tomorrow
is like a diamond. Tomorrow
there may be nothing
but gray chaos and even that will be
beautiful. Tomorrow is available.