Find the prompt here:
https://peakd.com/hive-161155/@daily.prompt/11-april-2025-mariannewests-freewrite-writing-prompt-day-2703-cluster-fork
Cluster fork. Of course that makes me think of cluster fuck. You can't say cluster fork without thinking cluster fuck. Because a cluster fork is not a thing, but a cluster fuck is. What could a cluster fork be? Oh, hey, look at that cluster fork! What's a cluster fork? You don't know what a cluster fork is!? Why, it's a cluster of forks! (Boring.) It's a fork that is all clustered, see how wrinkled and wrapped up it is? What the fork does cluster even mean? It's more than one thing all bunched up. Not one thing all bunched up. Oh, I'm all in a cluster. What does that mean? You wouldn't say it. Anyway. Let's move on. I don't want to talk about clusters anymore. I don't want to talk about forks. I don't want to talk. I don't want to say a word. I want to. What do I want to? I want to feel more on top of things. I wants things to be more on topped of. I want to take a nap. I want the dog to be inside already, rather than whining and barking and scritching at the door. I want some calm instead of chaos. I want a different world. I want to build up a better world. I want to not have to dismantle this old world in order to rebuild a better world. Couldn't we have just had a better world in the first place? And please know I'm not talking about the planet, the planet is glorious. But did we have to get to this phase of capitalism? Was it inevitable? I don't really think so. I want people of the past to have made different choices.