Rubbing against the silky oak
table feels like
rubbing my face against
the underside of your
arm; so smooth.
Category: Poetry
HLCE
Taking horizontal lounge chair enthusiasm to a whole new level.
We watch three seasons and end up with bendy necks.
The Coffee Table
Sliding through the coffee table, I shout, “Oh no, I’m stuck!”
My significant other tickles me as I wriggle to be free.
In my struggle, the top of the coffee table comes loose.
I am free, but my favourite cup breaks; there are many tears.
Carpet Burns
Rubbing yourself against
the carpet.
Hoping he will tickle
your feet again.
Bookcase Dilemma
Climbing up the bookcase
trying to find you.
Up and up I climb,
looking at all the
dust and grime.
Spending precious time,
only to find that you
are hiding in the wardrobe.
Cat Nips
Sleeping in bed beneath
the warm covers, until
the cat nips my feet.
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Existential Crisis Cake
Making a cake for you.
Losing the will to live.
I stand in the middle of it all, contemplating sticking my hand in the blender.
Office Walls
Your sadness drips onto the floor, to pool in shadows and soak into the fabric of the building.
Once there, it sits unable to dissipate until others’ happiness does the same.
How odd that you reside in a building unable to balance emotions.
Emmentaler Love
Emmentaler left on the board.
Crackers are few and people many.
Savour a piece to celebrate love.
Sea Plug
in the bathtub
a view of the world
green trees dance
the world is alive
then the world spins
out of time again
images of you and me
the moments of us
lapping sea
within I sit
until I find
the plug
pull it loose
the sea moves away
I sit here
There’s nothing to say
C & K 