No one knows from whence they came
No one knows their names
But there are microscopic “men”
Computing thots inside my brain
Androgenous android nanotechnology
Sent nanoprobes into my ear lobes
They’re nameless, shameless, from the unknown
Making my skull their new home
They’re like lice eating my mind
Foretelling my doom in good time
Storing my memories in Morse code
Transforming them into strange songs
Translating them into what’s right and wrong
After a many a long years
One returns to my ear
Slips thru the Eustachian tube
Used earwax like it was lube
Stopped at the edge like it was a door
His feet on my skin like it was the floor
For the first time saw the real world
And faintly whispered...
“What the...?”
if i was born a girl next time,
id be chasing lovely women fine,
androgenous right here don't fit,
since god separated adam from eve a bit?
as i tell my ex grandaughter,
my new grandson....wrong body hun:)
SO MAKE THE BEST OF IT...
Don
re: Therese Bacha "A to Z"
Pink Clouds
Great fluffy clouds of pink and light blue,
Came in to my dream, no words but I knew,
The angels had come to see me again,
Part girl and part boy, androgenous men,
Seeing both sides, of any view.
In fluffy like clouds,
with the sun shining through,
Old friends from beginning of time,
That I knew,
had been in the earth,
Till their service was done,
Feathers due,
perhaps they’d leave me one,
boxing day 2012 with my mind askew,
love conquers all, just between me n you.
Don Johnson
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