A Dotty Dance: Silly Questions

If eyes are hidden behind curtain of overgrown fringe, are they really there?

If spots are hidden behind sheets of yellow-brown foundation, do they really exist?

Or have the eyes, and the spots, departed from this world and entered another?

Do they dance the tango together, in an alternative existence, in celebration of their dotty escape?

And, when their energy is spent, do they try again to escape, to enter into a third existence?

And, whilst on that journey, do they pop, like drifting soap bubbles?

Like the imaginations of the vivid

– all revved up and with nowhere to go?

 

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, April 2019

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Image by Ian Lindsay from Pixabay

Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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