an evening walk

roaches walking on stilts
plucking ripe orange eyes
half-eaten by bats
flying wearing darkglasses
.
little baby rabbits
burrow out pink fingers
by the glow of fireflies
trapped in glass bottles
.
the snake is at the bar
downing jack-on-the-rocks
bidding for the mermaid in the pool
to take home for the night
.
I walk swinging
Your smile in the bottle
looking around, looking under
ripping off bellies, digging out graves
for those bits and pieces
.
of mine
to sew on
to sew together
.
so that one day I can
eat with the rabbits and the bats
drink with the snake
and take the mermaid home
just for one night

.

one more smile

Your smile creeps from the words on the phone screen dangles for a moment on my finger, catches breath and then snakes up my hand tickling as it darts inside my sleeve up my shoulder, pause to nibble my ear-lobe and then treks up my eyebrow and then strips fully naked, dives into the still-dead-pool in my eye, creating lovely ripples that light up all that is inside and outside. One more smile pl. just for the other eye

:)