I'm not original so can i look some up?

i live off these http://weknowmemes.com/2012/09/meme-poem/

I’ll write one... it might suck... The Fork by potato child I count three fragments of eggshells in my breakfast, on my plate A fork, grasped in my hand, is suspended in the air It is heavy, eloquent. Rays of quivering light reflect apon it. I hold my breath With my eyes closed, and my teeth clenched, I count to five Five numbers fly out of my mouth, in a rush, and suddenly, My fork comes down, and my eyes fly open, and I realize I am not where I was I feel my toes scraping against cold water, my eyes sting with frozen air a taste of salt in my mouth A grand piano, floating on the ocean, a long, long distance from shore carries a figure, dripping wet, shivering a gleaming silver fork held in the air.