Short Epoxy Poems

His tongue felt glued
to his gum with 
epoxy;

his legs swayed, wobbled,
softened like 
spaghetti;

for there, at last, she was,
waving over her 
shoulder;

her shy smile beckoning
him, "Come on 
over";

jet-black hair falling over
a mirthful, teasing 
eye;

ah, arterial bursts of love,
what a swell way 
to die!...

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His tongue felt glued
to his gum with 
epoxy;

his legs swayed, wobbled,
softened like 
spaghetti;

for there, at last, she was,
waving over her 
shoulder;

her shy smile beckoning
him, "Come on 
over";

jet-black hair falling over
a mirthful, teasing 
eye;

ah, arterial bursts of love,
what a swell way 
to die!...

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Terrazzo, Terrazzo!
Keep me satisfied
She curfewed all
With an artisans
Doing of work
A world shall envy me
That my floors shall
Be works of art
Clean enough for people
To dine
I shall stand before them
And brag that it is mine
Those novice wishers
Who wish to how it was
Done
Shall hear the stories of
This artesians labor and
The price of the contractal
Science we had begun....

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Krazy isn't it?

Resisting to separate from that which you are
Joined; you mend the pieces back together
With a bond so strong.

Super!

The heated tension of your warm molten ooze
Burns the fingertips if the 
Temperature is just right.

Hot!

You form lifelong friendships with whatever you touch.

Epoxy, Cement, Gorilla, Elmer's; my bottle top's off to you!

Should there be any sticky situation, there you are.

Stay strong!...

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Proof in Lock of Hair and Baby Tooth

‘Love you mama’
Shouts a fairy’s
baby tooth
set long before
in a violet velvet box.

‘Miss you lots’
whispers mama,
eyes fixed as she
fondles the
pearly bit.

This kind of love
so fast, no force
of wind can pry
from a mother’s
heart hammered to pieces

clumsily restored
with loving epoxy
and homemade patches
of friends and
family.

Time’s stitches transform
the gaping wound in
scabby healing
and finally the
scar – another proof.


©Kathryn McL. Collins...

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