(based on suggestions from @_boobook_, @facelikethunder, @realnixwilliams, @spikelynch, @antipodeankate, @marklawrence and @dogpossum)
Piss on your feet call it remedy for snakebite
Snap open a pen and you’re MacGuyver
primed for anything except a feminist.
She’ll pluck open your techniques
spin you out a real adventure.
Crack open ouroboros find a limp snake
warped time running late with a mancold.
Tell me how you’d manage your period
in the jungle and we’ll pimp you out like
a carnival ride. Show me a tampon tree.
Forget survival, let’s go dancing.
Hubba bubba bubblegum boys and girls
don’t need grizzled gorillas or gladly
cross-eyed bears for Jesus, they need
Italian singers and baritone pizza.
Run hot on footsteps of adrenaline
replace endurance with ecstasy
Women in the lead, swing that spine
like the body of a man. Adventures
in rhythm ignore the extra hour’s sleep.
All of us wake before dawn
depending which dawn you mean:
we always wake before tomorrow.
in dreams we float unaided above jungles
and don’t take a camera crew along.
In dreams we’re the same colour.
Backlit with flying autumn dances.
Flat rivers mirror us, reflect back our
frightened eyes and we're surprised:
we adore them above survival levels.
Today's poem is based on suggestions from seven peeps:
- @_boobook_: "Running late"
- @facelikethunder: "Flying dreams"
- @realnixwilliams: "hubba bubba bubblegum!"
- @spikelynch: "Waking up before dawn."
- @marklawrence: "Daylight savings. Or time warps. The light in autumn. Loving ourselves. And @CastIronBalcony's huge Down under Feminist Carnival. Yes, I am being greedy tonight."
- @dogpossum: "Patrizio, this Italian superstar whose cd is being pimped on SBS. And Bear Grylls. please."
- @antipodeankate: "seconding @Dogpossum on Bear Grylls."
This poem is a bit of a jumble, I don't think it entirely knows what it's doing. But I like the idea of adoring your eyes with your own eyes. Starting small.
Oh, and the bit about Jesus comes from the hymn "Gladly the cross I'd bear for Jesus", which when I was a kid always made me wonder how Jesus was connected to a cross-eyed bear.