Got Slapped In the Face Today
I got slapped in the face today
By an exuberant foot, no wait, maybe both to them.
They had on fluffy socks, so that part I recognized.
I had forgotten they could reach my face though.
The leprechaun had not granted my wish to be taller
Until last night around midnight.
Was that my feet? I screamed with delight.
I was crazy-happy.
I had never been six foot four before.
My feet laughed.
What?
He gave me feet with faces?
We are walking around the kitchen now
And they are making fun of the difficulty I am having
Not looking at them when I.
Damn!
I keep falling over.
It is hilarious, but also nerve-wracking to
Go from five foot two and a half, AND
have talking spitting, snarling teeth who are
Chasing the dog and the cat around the kitchen
While they are laughing and shrieking
Two different conversations.
Where are those damned socks?
I think it is time to put them back on.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2019
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