02-28-2022, 06:54 PM
This morning I watched a man
creeping toward middle age
gyrate his hips as he
danced with his 8 month old
to the sound of the itsy bitsy spider
revamped,
sped up like the drum n bass remix
of a chart topping tune.
And after we danced we
clashed tiny symbols
and watched our children mouth
the metal,
throwing wet instruments back into
a large laundry bag
to be cleansed before the
next group of tongues.
For the final showdown she brought
us a series of knitted planets and rockets,
a planetarium of wool to
bounce upon a technicolour parachute.
She apologised as to the shape
of the rockets
“just so you know, I did not knit these.”
And then
we watched mesmerised as
a series of small penises,
floated gracefully
through the stratosphere
of the village church hall.
creeping toward middle age
gyrate his hips as he
danced with his 8 month old
to the sound of the itsy bitsy spider
revamped,
sped up like the drum n bass remix
of a chart topping tune.
And after we danced we
clashed tiny symbols
and watched our children mouth
the metal,
throwing wet instruments back into
a large laundry bag
to be cleansed before the
next group of tongues.
For the final showdown she brought
us a series of knitted planets and rockets,
a planetarium of wool to
bounce upon a technicolour parachute.
She apologised as to the shape
of the rockets
“just so you know, I did not knit these.”
And then
we watched mesmerised as
a series of small penises,
floated gracefully
through the stratosphere
of the village church hall.