April 14th TSL NAPOWRIMO Prompt by
Preeti S Manaktala
The Day I met my Soul (first Draft)
Today I met my soul
It was Beckett's birthday
He unstapled it
But Dali unhinged it
Women had eyes for nipples
Which might sound quite cliché and lame
But some had butterflies between their legs
Which was simply insane
The day I met my soul
My first love had just ended
I took a calmative
Textes pour rien mended
The day I met my soul
I was not waiting for Godot
but for Hardy who was tardy
As to why the Mayor* was tragic
The day I met my soul
I found endless women
Nefertiti, Cleopatra
Marilyn Monroe, Liz Taylor
All in the neck of the woods
Watching the wings sprout on my back
The bloodstains looking to each like countries
Columbia and Spain, Yemen and Yucatan
It made them fall in love with me
And act like floozies, crazy!
The day I met my soul
My poetry started screaming
As if in ecstasy
People said he is dreaming
But songs through my head were streaming
Of the river of destiny
A million frogs were crossing
The scorpions on their backs were stinging
I felt it was the apocalypse
Fate and a flower's calyx
The day I met my soul
A clarinet was playing
I was kissing a lady's clavicle
She let me, it was maddening
To watch dew-drops on her upper lip
Taking the shape of a mustache
Patterns were forming in the chintz curtains
Of the house in which we were coupling
The windows were making music and playing
After I did it I started snoring
But she was adamantly braying
Of some place where it was raining
I never loved anyone
I told her while I was sleeping
But I slept with many
It made her so angry she brained me
I told her my soul is waiting
To take me to the periphery
Of all knowledge and knitting
Come trip with me, pretty sweeting
But she was feeling woozy
I wanted to tell her something
But my soul was stimming
It did not want company
Ill seen ill said, it muttered
Wortsward ho, it whispered
Beckett through me was speaking
The day I met my soul
*The novel by Thomas Hardy, not the character
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1 comment:
This is simply classic!!
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