Hey pssst!! . . .
Come ere!! QUICK!
Like a bunny!!
Before anyone sees you.
Forget about the clamor and the thunder.
Shhh . . just step thru here with me.
Push the branches back so no one can see
Don’t worry about it.
I made a cardboard cutout of a crabby you
hunkered down over your computer blue.
Close up it’s a crappy fake, but from like the doorway . .
It’s pretty convincing I’d say.
I also hung a
PLEASE do NOT DISTURB me
until I finish this miserable job!!!
And a recording of mouse clicks and groans.
And turned down the ringers on your phones.
That oughta buy a little time.
I’m kidnapping you.
You need some sublime time
Taking a break is not a crime!!
You need a break.
Oh Lordy you need a break break break
And I need you, I need some whisper time.
Here put on this bear suit.
Well ~ then what about just wearing the shirt with the bull’s eye??
Nah I don’t have either . . .
Right now . . . .☺)
Just walk with me silly.
Come on grab my hand
Hip sway to hip sway.
Grasses move in swolling –ray
That’s latin for pigs
Look look look!!
Ahhh breath fresh air.
All the blooms mix together
Let’s nuzzle noses in flowers.
I know I can’t stop grinning.
I’m so happy just to be with you.
Well now you owe me one, a BIG one.
I have some snick snax for us under the Sycamore tree.
And a quilt to roll up in.
I love it when you look at me like that.
Cue dreamy music and cut to waves pounding on shore
And a guy at the circus hitting the hammer til that thing dings.
Oh sorry I was just doing a voiceover . . .
don’t start without me!!
. . . . .
Ahh let me unmess your hair
Those eyebrows are askew too!
But your eyes are soft and adoring.
You look so relaxed.
Wait, there’s a little lipstick or sauce mark on your neck.
Okay march back into the herd.
Here’s a notepad and pen.
Now get your fine self in that meeting Tiger.
Stop smiling and
Try to look a little crabby!
Crabbier. No now you look constipated.
And highly suspicious
Ahh that’s perfect.
Wait, there’s a leaf in your hair.
We were only gone 3 min in work world time
But in our time it was hours.
And that’s how it will always be.
Until the next time
Here’s a lilac blossom
It was nestled in my bra
Next to lefty.
I AM working . .
in between fiddling around.
shhh . . pretend like yur working now.
calling poem number 9
poem number 9
your ride is about to leave the station.