For our first (optional) prompt, let’s take our cue from O’Neil’s poem, and write poems that provide the reader with instructions on how to do something.
An Instruction, forever unwanted,
assumes ignorance, lack of thirst for adventure
as if imagination weren’t the path to
the reality of every object’s functioning.
Reason is I don’t like to be hemmed in
told what to do and when and how
tell me your why and I’ll give you mine.
It’ll outperform, at least in theory.
I like to make my own mistakes.
When I have broken the thing in question,
I can always discover someone else’s
take on reality. I created my own.
And what if I came up with an un-
precedented fingerpointing one-oh-one?