my palm turned
slightly upwards,
(consciously)
I accept your hand
(submissively)
aware of your firm grip
ominous, cautionary -
overpowering with whitening of every knuckle;
my somewhat relaxed response,
mocking, laughing (inwardly)
you, stoked with suspicious knowledge;
me, reading the subtle question in your eyes
- limp-wristed, cryptic -
(to hell with shame!)
I’ll be my own Judas and confirm your fears.
now you know, O great, mighty ruler
(what kind of soap does a mechanic use?)
you will need to scrub Big Brother,
scrub until the CRYPTOGRAM
left over your lifeline becomes illegible.
© (31.05.2011) Rudi Prinsloo, Alle regte voorbehou
slightly upwards,
(consciously)
I accept your hand
(submissively)
aware of your firm grip
ominous, cautionary -
overpowering with whitening of every knuckle;
my somewhat relaxed response,
mocking, laughing (inwardly)
you, stoked with suspicious knowledge;
me, reading the subtle question in your eyes
- limp-wristed, cryptic -
(to hell with shame!)
I’ll be my own Judas and confirm your fears.
now you know, O great, mighty ruler
(what kind of soap does a mechanic use?)
you will need to scrub Big Brother,
scrub until the CRYPTOGRAM
left over your lifeline becomes illegible.
© (31.05.2011) Rudi Prinsloo, Alle regte voorbehou
