Prose Free Verse-hybrid Poem by Mimi Bordeaux
Slow down take a run Wobbly— dribble — dabble addled eye balls gawking at.. what is that? First encounter of the second kind Clanging — clinging — cloistering— changing colours in daytime Running lights off on subway hell ‘Hot in here, isn’t it’ I say to whoever is near Heat draws itself up —from the toes —to the feet — up up in to— (glands bulge) your inner organs —liver slowly Dying tangled — triangle — shaped kidneys — tingling — ringing ears — Wet hands burning Foil coil toil boil the beef stock until sober ‘Hot in here, isn’t it’ I say to whoever is near For a squeeze of lemon — top of the class — cherry pop given freely without rates Norman Bates — ooh scary film! rhymes with times dimes pines grimes My partner in this crime of non reasoning Steinmann Gloria Gaynor born to be alive pal gal mal Quel? Slattery lids opening wide with ferocity Rather rat sak induced shattering brain cells one every half minute Taking the time Productive — creative — tired up in addled mind Hole drilled into a cavity in the brain — chemicals floating around point blank — Blood constricted to a ball of ice-peaked at Antarctica poles apart Gutteral gluten — free galloping for horses Like the wind takes sheath from sword — points blank Shooting fast — slowing down Run — sun — pun — drum for your life — Because there’s not much of it left after th is
