With Naked Eye

On the way to the palace
I paused and thought for a moment whether my fresh linen coat
Was really appropriate for her majesty;
My feverish hand brushed the pristine fitted jacket and checked
The size of the buttons,
As golden big studs would have looked rather disgusting
To her well trained eye.
It started raining so I had to turn back
As I quickly gathered that my attire would get soaked
And rather mouldy;
So, to avoid a rather embarrassing situation for both of us,
I thought I’d better try a wet suit instead.
Surely I looked better in a suit than a jacket but
I could not find suitable shoes to go with it
And the rain wasn’t that bad after all.
I was by then very late and rushing
To get a front row seat
When suddenly after a short deliberation
I realised with clarity that her majesty appreciated
Me
For who I was
Rather than my fashion sense
So I took the Lycra skin off and
Rushed outside naked in the broad daylight.
The police stopped me
Just as I was about to call for a taxi.
Even to the day I think
Honest people should be treated with more respect
And I secretly believe that
Her majesty needs a good dose of
Postmodern reality check.

Advertisements

Imagine the music

Jo is sleeping, his back up, his face down, his long legs stretching in a huge step forward, two small steps backwards,
One step forward, one step backwards.
(We used to play this game at home with other communist kids ‘Imparate, imparate cat e ceasu’?’- ‘Emperor, emperor, what’s the time?’ while mother was asleep. Her shift had finished that morning. We had to be quiet. All my country was quiet. We had to imagine how we’d played, how we’d laughed and had great fun, to imagine apples, oranges, bananas, chocolate. We had to imagine the music and how mother had bought us new clothes.)
I’m washing up the dishes trying to avoid unnecessary noises
Trying to wide open my eyes and see properly through the smoke
You might wake up
Where is the national pride coming from, and the memories, and the forks and the knives, and the pork pies and the red faced people?
Hihihi
The fence has a hole, the dog comes in
The car has a hole, the dog comes in
I cut the flower bulb in half and wrap it up with silver paper before I go to bed