A reply to j.alfred.
Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2015 8:35 pm
A reply to J. Alfred
J. Alfred...I dare to eat a peach
And stretch my arms out to reach
The things you let slip by.
J. Alfred...I talk with the women of Michelangelo,
Even though I don't know
Anything about him. It doesn’t matter,
It’s only chatter,
And we a eat peaches as we natter.
J. Alfred...I see the mermaids and wave.
I won’t be a slave to the time it takes to drink a coffee
I tell them to walk with me,
And watch with glee
At their dismay. They swim away
From the beach. I just eat another peach.
J. Alfred...I’v never seen my head upon a platter
And never cried about my thinning hair,
Because it simply didn’t matter,
Because I have rolled the universe up in a ball,
And threw it before me and used it all.
See, I always eat peaches, not just because I dare,
Sometimes just because they’re there.
Life gives me peaches.
J. Alfred...I dare to eat a peach
And stretch my arms out to reach
The things you let slip by.
J. Alfred...I talk with the women of Michelangelo,
Even though I don't know
Anything about him. It doesn’t matter,
It’s only chatter,
And we a eat peaches as we natter.
J. Alfred...I see the mermaids and wave.
I won’t be a slave to the time it takes to drink a coffee
I tell them to walk with me,
And watch with glee
At their dismay. They swim away
From the beach. I just eat another peach.
J. Alfred...I’v never seen my head upon a platter
And never cried about my thinning hair,
Because it simply didn’t matter,
Because I have rolled the universe up in a ball,
And threw it before me and used it all.
See, I always eat peaches, not just because I dare,
Sometimes just because they’re there.
Life gives me peaches.