Scratchy itchy nose
His fingers dared
But he knows
Better
Twitchy snatchy lip
His fingers dared
But he chose
Better
Kitschy lychee eye
His fingers dared
But he dares
Better
powered by my imagination with a dash of your influence
Scratchy itchy nose
His fingers dared
But he knows
Better
Twitchy snatchy lip
His fingers dared
But he chose
Better
Kitschy lychee eye
His fingers dared
But he dares
Better
An arm attached
Comforting
A scared little girl
Calling
For her mommy.
Swing into and out of
View
An arm attached
Grasped
By despairing fingers.
Quilted patchwork of linen
Unmatched
Crooked stitches left and
Right
An arm attached.
Scantily skipping imp,
Feet floating
Like an electrified shrimp,
Shoe sole flapping
Like an unpaid pimp,
Flamp-p-p .
Listing limping imp,
Toes knotting
Like a ballerina chimp,
Shoe tongue flopping
Like a deflated blimp,
Flimp-p-p.
Breath
Sticky and sweet
Like grandma’s toffee,
Breath
Caustic and concrete
Like dad’s coffee,
Breath
Evasive and effete
Like mum’s Hennessy,
Breath
Obscure and oleate
Like a lover’s lolly
She slept,
Snoring as women snore
She mumbled,
Speaking as women speak
She tossed,
Turning as women turn
Her sleeping breath
My bank balance
Stood as a false idol
Insurmountable as bubblegums
The smack of my lips
A Hallelujah
Heralding a full tummy
My fingers lost in wrappers
Spun a yarn
A garment made
To keep my nakedness
Naked
Wiggzy Wormzy
Burrowing
Saying neighbourly hies
As he writhed
From top to bottom
Of the veggie garden
Wiggzy Wormzy
Waving
Sharing friendly hi-fives
As he cantilevered
From leaf to roof
Of the veggie garden
Baggy elbow
Whisking a wow
Flapping & flopping
Constrained by conforming
With ambition
Baggy elbow
Blowing a bow
Swinging & swagging
Hung from haggling
With normalcy
Baggy elbow
Trying a toe
Cracking & creaking
Tired from trusting
Itself
The story began
As stories do,
With time
Still in once.
Tale progresses
Spindle un-spun
Ball on the left
Butting toes
Fleece on the right
Tangled fingers
In the middle
A life
You.
Tale finished
Spindle un-spun
Ball on the left
Butting toes
Fleece on the right
Tangled fingers
In the middle
A death
You.
I waited,
In a queue
I waited,
In a queue
I waited,
In a queue
You ask,
Which queue?
I waited,
In a queue
You repeat,
Which queue?
You queue
I answer,
From the queue