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Falling in Love Again
Woke up this morning
couldn’t find myself anywhere
seemed to have turned overnight
into a strange entanglement
wispy hair growing all over my face
four legs all wound up together
like rubber bands
ten sleepy-eyed fingernails
scratching my chest
and another ten scratching my back
And as for my mind
it was like a Berlitz classroom
unrecognized thoughts discussing
with each other in foreign languages
ouch, I didn’t think that, did I?
The worst thing was
going to the bathroom
choosing the right toothbrush
doing it standing up or sitting down
Still I had to admit as
four lips grinned
two tongues sucked each other reflectively
and decided to go back to bed
for just another ten minutes
that it was rather nice being in love again
© Johnmichael Simon
2004
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