Posts Tagged ‘prance’

the-flame

Computer speakers resting on one another

Printer monitor, TV, air conditioner

All waiting for me to do something profound or stupid

Watching me gibber like a gibbon and prance around the room

In my Hawaiian shirt

Loaded and overloaded

Dumptruck deadly

Beaten and bloody minded

Tripped out and terrifying

But I have friends

And cuddly piggelies

So all is well in the kingdom of the Piggelie King

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kookaburra

So tell me about yourself

Are you feeling gender confused?

Do my pontifications encode the distance between thought and expression?

Number your wallowing senses dispassionately

Take a deep breath and extol effervescent notions over crystalline mountains

Fester deep in the marrow of your depravity

Long for rapture with a socially compatible life partner

Frenzy yourself to implosion with stigmata on your hands

Prance and pose in Christ-like configurations

How shall I know thee?

Hiding in the bush talking to kookaburras?

Looking for a hollow faraway tree to hide in?

Curled up in a ball sucking your thumb like an infant?

I just don’t understand

Why you grumble and mumble and shake your legs

Whirling and gibbering in intricate motion

Like a spinning gibbon