who are you
mister mystery
my other of significance
when you’re not removing
your socks or battling screws
leaving traces of that relentless beard
scattering evidence
for me to discern
a roaming puzzle
distant from the ours
not my you: shiny pink and dark
ridiculous silky hair standing
as if frightened
where are you when terror strikes
who gives heart stopping pause and
silver hairs hither and yon
when day slides away you return
molting to the other you
your me you
who whistles making trails on my stairs
leaving clues to the identity
of the other man of mystery
in a hamper filled with clues
image of "Mystery Man" by DaemonGFXvoid at deviantart.com
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Feed daily.
Don't touch the sacred remote.
Say "What a good idea" instead of... anything else, really.
Don't touch the sacred toolbag.
Ignore various bodily eruptions.
Don't touch the sacred computer.
and remember - Tuesday!
This reply will mean nothing to anyone nonmonkeyish especially those what has frills.
food CHECK!
remote (hahahha surely you jest) CHECK!
responses (fermenting the coconuts again aren't you?) CHECK!
toolbag (aren't some of those nice tools mine?) CHECK!
bodily eruptions (leaving room) CHECK!
computer (the one over here is better) CHECK
silly monkey the president said WEDNESDAY...remember?
love your noisy open book
"...she says take this fork, he nods to the spoon...."
thank you!
your me you"
feelin' this imagery - thank you for this poem! I wonder who this person is? I remember him from a relationship past. I think I saw him looking back at me a couple of times in the mirror :)
peece!,
dj