Delta40
06-29-2011, 08:30 PM
Don't you talk to me till I've bought some smokes!
I watch her clownlike performance.
She slaps on a purple beanie like a custard pie
Splat!
Jumps up and down on imaginary hot coals
till denim jeans stretch over curvey hips.
C'mon you stupid zip!
She loses her grip and slaps her own forehead.
I revel in the burlesque hoopla.
Hopping
Up, down
Eeh Oo Ah!
Her face reddens and her cheeks swell.
Balancing on an invisible tightrope,
I hold my breath as she gingerly slides each foot into a platform
while tumbling a loose jumper over her frame.
She succeeds in the tumultuous symmetry;
even when she wrenches her head through the armhole.
Fuming, flustered, she grabs her bag.
Crash! Make-up clatters across the floor.
Hearty laughter from me.
Spiteous scowl from her.
I trip over myself as her ankles wobble,
unsure whether she will make it.
She wrenches open the door,
patting down her infant cowlick.
I really hate you sometimes.
She slams it in my face.
Bang!
Cloaked in lonely silence, I draw my dressing gown closer.
I watch her clownlike performance.
She slaps on a purple beanie like a custard pie
Splat!
Jumps up and down on imaginary hot coals
till denim jeans stretch over curvey hips.
C'mon you stupid zip!
She loses her grip and slaps her own forehead.
I revel in the burlesque hoopla.
Hopping
Up, down
Eeh Oo Ah!
Her face reddens and her cheeks swell.
Balancing on an invisible tightrope,
I hold my breath as she gingerly slides each foot into a platform
while tumbling a loose jumper over her frame.
She succeeds in the tumultuous symmetry;
even when she wrenches her head through the armhole.
Fuming, flustered, she grabs her bag.
Crash! Make-up clatters across the floor.
Hearty laughter from me.
Spiteous scowl from her.
I trip over myself as her ankles wobble,
unsure whether she will make it.
She wrenches open the door,
patting down her infant cowlick.
I really hate you sometimes.
She slams it in my face.
Bang!
Cloaked in lonely silence, I draw my dressing gown closer.