A Twist of Lime

[image error]A Twist of Lime

by Nate Fleming

I sat, resigned, and stared ahead

My teacher stood beside.

“How can you be so dense?” he said.

I had no place to hide.

“My instructions couldn’t be more clear

if you’d simply take the time.

It plainly says, if you’ll look here,

to add a what of lime?”

“A twist,” I said. “A twist, a twist,

you add a twist of lime.”

For weeks, he’d done this, pushing me

to see if I would break.

But I had chosen here to be!

This class, that I would take!

My dream had been to make mixed drinks

while I was in my prime.

But all I heard when I would think

was “Add a twist of lime!”

“A twist!” He’d shriek. “A twist, a twist,

you add a twist of lime!”

Something twisted, something broke,

something in my brain.

His neck I then began to choke

and nobody complained.

But as they pulled me off of him

they asked me ‘bout my crime.

Why’d I do it? Was it a whim?

“I added a twist of lime.”

“A twist!” I laughed. “A twist, a twist,

I added a twist of lime!”

My writing group is the only thing keeping me writing right now. Our prompt for last night was “twist” and it had to be a poem. I am no poet, so this was a challenge for me. If you want to write, and you aren’t in a community of writers, get in one as soon as you can!