I tell you details about my life
I tell you things
I’ve not told anyone else before
not told to anyone
I don’t know if you know this to be true
When I look at you
When I’m telling you
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When Life Plays Out Like a Roy Andersson Film
Folding clean clothes
in a front-facing bedroom, now spare
through the window listless I stare
Until I spy
riding high
upon a small bicycle
This pink-faced giant of a white-haired old man
stopped with his pedalling
a’coasting and a’buzzing
Leaning into a sharp loop
he pulls up outside the tavern
attempts a quick and clean dismount
Nay! Something’s amiss!
Something goes wrong
he’s caught up in the waver of a mid-air kiss
Pink Cardigan Man
The man in the pink cardigan
knew his mission in life was to run
But his knobbly knees
and excessive liking for cheese
meant he sweat’d way too much in the sun
Another, Banana
“A banana requires no knife
to split open.”
I said to my wife
But the look cast
within her eyes
brought forth an uneasy surprise
“What did you give up for lent?”
I asked, in an attempt
to thwart ill intent
The Ugly Fuckling
I asked, “Exactly, how did my penis become
so utterly ugly,
gnarled, knobbly,
and a lot less fun?”
“With age.”
Said the wise old, medicine woman sage,
pointing and waving her shillelagh
between my crossed legs
sat in front of her
Tina Says I’m Pretty!
All my days self-conscious
by this out-sized head
to duck unkind attention
I’d dye my hair red
Cat and Bat Synergy
A cat
Would never wear a hat,
As a bat
Chooses not to initiate chat.
Buses For Women, By Women.
We’re women and we’re bus drivin’,
around your neighbourhood.
We only take aboard women (and girls),
is that clearly understood?
Suddenly
Scientist:
"Listen Doctor Wong,
You've got it all wrong.
No benefits are gained from 'Chinese medicine' concoctions."
Doctor: "Blue-eyes, I object. Counter, in effect. Our recipes are handed down through generations."
Scientist:
"Maybe as you say,
But Mao Zedong had his way,
in 1950 driving forward their popularisation."
Doctor:
"Young scientist, think you're hip?
Well, just you regain your grip!
To suggest political necessity and conniving motivation!"
©Brinkinfield 2020 All Rights Reserved
Part of the Ekphrasis Project (story inspired by picture)
With special thanks to the Covid-19 Lockdown
