My Touch


Am I losing my touch?
Ouch.
What rhymes with boring?
Roaring
Although rhyming with ‘ing’
Is not de rigueur
Demeanour
But who is watching
And who is caring?

We talked about little cars
And the dangers posed to the youth of today
By them.
We also talked about women
And the length of conversations
With them
In gardens of jewelled flowers
And perfumed senses
About daring.

We talked about big egos
And small doodle dees.
Yes I’m the great pretender
Pretending that I’m doing well
But at whose expense.
Did I watch
The bartender pour a drink
And then hide the vial?
Did he just save a life?
 
 

Bevagna 3 4 2010