[posted for Poets United Thursday Think Tank prompt: Weird]
When the going gets weird,
the weird turn pro,
my Sis told me,
with pride
and sisterhood,
acknowledging
my excellence
at weirdness.
Weird has always
felt familiar.
Weird comes with
its own
built-in laughter.
Weird makes
the ordinary
stretch its wings
and try a little harder.
Weird puts a shine on
and does a little tap-dance
just to entertain you.
Weird turns a world of
Anybodies
into
Somebody Specials
with their
amazing,
totally unbelievable
stories.
If Weird could speak,
it would tell you:
Come sit by me,
sweetheart,
and let me tell you
a few good tales.
