Jiffy-Pop

Jiffy-Pop

My mind is a silver balloon of Jiffy-Pop 

Set to explode,

Ideas snapping and popping

Before fully formed

To emerge at last

Into something tasty.

Some kernels fail

And emerge stillborn

Failed in their promise

And destined for the trash.

Most are ready for eager mouths

And live a brief life of glory

Before their end.

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