Wednesday, August 15, 2007

The Shelly Diaries

Shelly waves us away like gnats


"you have no concept
or if you do
its tainted"
she expresses airily
flying around the TV cabinet
a moth without flame to seek


We assemble
or reassemble from total rout
and suggest parley

Shelly explodes without preamble
large chunks of derision
spattering the new couch
dripping from the cat
smeared on the newly polished floorboards

We wipe it away as best we can
with hands tied behind backs
with mouths of grim determination

We assemble
or reassemble
and seek terms

Shelley leaves us in her wake

a foaming trail
swirling down the hallway
to places we never wanted to go.

3 comments:

burning moon said...

who on earth is shelly?

Chris Never said...

My teenage daughter

She is busting us sideways at the moment *sighs*

Man oh man

burning moon said...

lol, I'm teaching teenage girls at the moment at a private girls school, so I know just what you mean ... hormones! *rolls eyes*

thank god I had boys!