Dogshit
Suzana Canji
I keeled over and slipped over dogshit
Tossed my bag and hit my head
Few seconds before I saw
Some shaved eyebrows
Knocking on my minds door
Asking only for attention
Oh I forgot to mention
The perfect hips and lips
Made me take a sidestep
She was standing there
Flat the poster also was and now
BAM!
20 years away I have sun-tanned skin
Fiery eyes and the woods to roam in free
Climbing, jumping up the trees
Making noise like a bee
Noticing everything for itself
Grabbing some self-made meal
Which is no big deal
Fine lines when I look upon you
Your skin smells like prunes
And all my eyebrows are still there
So relieved you are still there