Sneaking home after that Looking Glass lass had tempted you ....
March Hare Affair
A late-night high-wire act
with a saran-wrapped acrobat
in her four-poster acro-belfry
where you cracked bells
and Bells whisky, frisked
both basque and brisket
love-slaps shock-absorbed
by beer-belly crumple-zones
so now you sidle home
hare-fast moist with guilt
to lick your lips as Pantin’s
bliss-mist-kisses burn
like napalmed butterflies
on your lust-rouged cheeks.
Key barely fits the wee-hours lock
to twinkle in on sandman shoes
eschewing light for dark liaisons
as Hermaphrodite guides your aim
tempting bed best of both genders
Jesus - a penis and a brain!
Now Braille-fingering banisters
of your ivory’d tower
this concrete haven...
you ascend your spiral staircase
one stair-rod at a time
step edges saw at feet
the Babel-teeth of His Design
gravity leadens each footfall
as you climb each coffin-lid
guilty knees bend and grieve
each rectangular edge
that spirals up as a helix
in a sublime golden ratio….
until you squeeze out
Alice-like on landings
Ignoring ‘‘Fuck Me’ labels
to enter the musky bedroom
on teapot-muffled dormouse pause
mad on methyl-mercury
on tippy-toe and tenterhooks.
Ha ha... How quickly cools the hot monkey blood bestowed by those partners in crime, temptation and anticipation (and their weasel-eyed lookout, opportunity). It kind of congeals to an inconvient icy sludge... ha ha... much like Kool Aid's brand X competitor. As you might imagine, I'm not entirely unfamiliar with the neighborhood : D
Thanks Guys - not everyone's cup of bromide methinks!
Top marks from me too Mitch for this deliciously amusing look at a dawn forray into another battle field having left one , and at which I laughed aloud at aloud. The "tippy-toes" got me along with the "guilty knees bend" on climbing that spiral staircase. This is vivid enough to have been written either from real experince or a genius in surreal imagination. It grips from the first line.
Geeze,Mitch, when are you going to"REALLY" give bus a no-holds barred pen-gem ?! lol! The million and one alliterative snipets alone, is a Mitch-magical, myriad of melodious, musical mastery from beer-belly to tippy toes! A surreal & graphical display of written locution that would inspire a matching painting by Salvador Dali(if he were still with us, of course)Top Marks , Mitch! ~FjR~
Thanks - so you're a tippy-toe and tenterhooks man too!