FTA Poem by Nobody.Fidget thinker Fidget thinker Tapping pencil T rrrrrrr racing letters Rubbing digits Finger on thumb on Finger on Thumb on Prancer On Nixon Watergate floods the Mrs. Sippi Sippy cup SLURRRRRRRRRRRRRPOWEEEE! Fidget thinker Flex Flux Flung teeth&tongue&cheek&tits&areola----heeee----whoooooo! Of severed fingers found in laundry baskets; Linty caskets of urban lore, And the tiles on the floor: counted. Front row blonde mounted. Fountain pen….fountain water; Water fountain tastes like metal Is heavy…heavy metal: Judas Priest and steel beams, Like Jim with a little cola Cola…cola…coke in fat lines On the bathroom sink. So 80s like Talking Heads: Psycho Killer lyrics make me think. I think I should wash my Hands. So Glad I have hands. Must take care of them. Prosthetics Seem awkward. I have seen shoes Made with plastic feet inside. Screw it! Screws into the threaded nub. Fidget thinker Fidget thinker That smell; that noise. Hair is burning somewhere in the buil- Ing blocks were fun. I want to construct Something meaningful before I die; I eye <(o)> Aye i Know things that I shouldn’t, but The door wasn’t locked. She said They were wrestling. Susan has a lovely Earlobe. Lobe is a creepy word. Like Thwart or globules. I feel less humanoid With each passing car. Are you naked Under there? I often think of your Kneecaps: size, color, texture, flavor. Savor the cartilage. Or Wobble. Am I erect? Well, how am I going to make it to work now? I need……..more…… Sex, icecream, pets, socks, superbowl rings, pictures Of aardvarks and platypuses or I’ll never be cool. Fidget thinker Fid- Get thin- Ker………time to get mobilized And Turkish yams. © 2011 Nobody.Reviews
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