I wanted to write a story today, but I had no idea.
Suddenly I heard a little voice, that was faint, but pretty clear.
"Then write a story about us, it's a story that's seldom told
About when the humans did not yet have feet included to its mold.
About when I was just a tortoise, minding my own sweet time,"
Said my left foot to me, in the following little rhyme,
"And about when an elephant came along, suddenly on my right.
You know, tortoises don't usually move so fast, so I got quite a fright,
Thinking that it would be the end of me if the elephant were to land
Too much of its weight on me that my shell wouldn't withstand.
But instead, the elephant picked me up, with its strong but gentle trunk,
With which I never really spoke, but for whom somehow I sunk
First into infatuation, and then it grew into love...
A tortoise with an elephant's trunk - it's unspeakably unheard of.
We went here and there and manywhere without the rest of the elephant knowing,
Until we were finally caught one day when we were out making
Excuses for us to go out to make excuses again...
Being caught dating a tortoise by your "parents" - how would you explain?
I suppose we didn't actually put forth a convincing case,
But we simply pledged our love, in front of the elephant's face.
Perhaps it was too surprised by our blatant disrespect
Of the obligatory embarrassment that it could reasonably expect...
Of a tortoise and its own trunk who wanted to be with one another,
Or perhaps it was moved by our sincerity altogether.
By the way, conveniently, the elephant was asked to finish the task
Of designing the humble human form that it would then unmask...
So, the elephant decided on the spot, to make me the left foot
And then it modelled a bit of its trunk to become the right foot..."
At this point I awoke to find my hands resting on the keyboard,
And this story that is on the screen as my only record,
Of how my left foot was a tortoise who was in love with an elephant's trunk,
Which is my right foot... I honestly don't at all recall being or getting drunk...
(sneak.)
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