Saturday, April 28, 2012

Life, the Universe and Everything


Clasp my hand, it did,
With its bony long fingers.
And looked at me with a humanoid sadness.
I didn’t know what to do,
I knew I’d miss it too.
I knew I loved it with more love than I had for anything I’d refer to as ‘it’.
It waved its golden eyeball-things at me,
Vibrating with a sort of pandemonium, as if to hypnotize me.
“You wish to take me along?” I asked.
Its golden eyeball-things did a little dance.
“That won’t work on me, you know.”
It moved its body, sinusoid-style.
“Very impressive, but not enough.”
It groaned a groan for it, a burp for me.
I smiled.
It smiled.
Apparently, those are universal.

And slowly, it released its grasp on my hand.
Leaving red lines charging across my wrist--
With a hint of golden.

Apparently, so is love.