It Was No Deal

It was no Deal
yet I shopped with the Dead
laid down my money
for it was Night,
as the selfie Belles
pulled out their Phones.
Twelve hours before Noon,
it was the Frost on my Flesh
I felt the amazing …


For today’s erasure prompt, below you will find my “new” poem “He”, an erasure poem of Billy Collins’ “Hell”, from Horoscopes for the Dead, Random House…


Today’s Product Poet poetry prompt is an erasure poem. An erasure poem first starts with an original poem or speech and the writer simply starts to erase letters and words to create a new piece …