Author: CLFreiborg PM
A few brief humorous poems I wrote about meeting someone for the first time.Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Poetry/Humor - Words: 378 - Published: 08-27-11 - id: 2947078
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The first time I saw you
The back of your head- I mean
Did not shock me
I rolled my eyes at this pathetic
Hello, nice to meet you too.
What happened to your face?
But the ruthless tap- tap- TAPPING
Never ceased and I had to name you
Chi- chi- chi- Chia!
The way your hair grew so softly
I left you alone
To wallow in my ambivalence
I am sitting on a grungy couch
Parched and jaded as
My despondent Army friend
Rolls a blunt on his poker table
And his fat insurance friend,
Whose spiky blond hair erupts
from his head like dead grass,
blows clouds of smoke
into my face and stares greedily
asking if I eat fish sticks to which I reply-
Not even for money? He's fishing for conversation.
Chi- chi- chi- Chia! erupts
From his room, striding towards me
A man now, six feet tall
His Brillo pad hair tousled
Black coffee eyes drink me in
Lazily. The bastard
Has the nerve to smile over me
And speak to me like a god
"Want a glass of water?"
I am never satisfied
The altruistic offering
Sloshes in my hand and spills
On my jeans and I thank him
For the dirty glass of lukewarm water.
The Chia God sits beside me,
The couch swallowing us both
Pushing us closer. Fish Stick
Breathes on me again and I roll
My eyes back on him like
Their weight will crush the impertinence out of him
But he just chuckles and his fat
Rolls with the waves of laughter
Like a kite in the wind
and for a moment I forget
why I exist.
Whats in a Name?
On the couch
Chia God revealed his name
Like he was cutting a red ribbon
A grand opening to his personality
With only one attendee. Handing me a ticket
Free admittance to another small world
He whispered quietly in my ear
And I was pleased to know it
I held it in my mouth like a hard candy
I hadn't tasted the flavor of before
Rolling it over and over on my tongue
Knocking hard against my teeth like my own