keep movin', Rob! - Brad Evans

keep movin', Rob!
keep movin'

she ain't gonna get you!
she ain't gonna touch you!
just keep on movin'

what was that woman thinkin', Rob?
what WAS that woman thinkin'?

Three times your age man!

Keep away from that sofa!
Just keep away from it!

It was a place to nod your nut,
I understand, old boy
To rest your weary head,
So soft, wrinkly & plush

Like an old woman's breasts, Rob!
An old woman's breasts!

But we don't wanna go back there yet
so just keep on movin'!

What started all this, Rob?
What started all this?

She sat beside you and you were out!
And the sofa felt good, Rob,
After a hot day mowing grass
And all that beer
The sofa felt wobbly

Like an old woman's arse!

But we don't wanna go there, Rob!
We don't wanna go there!
Keep movin'

It was a Christmas gathering
All your fellow workers
Coming together
And you found that sofa
and felt safe with your head back and restful

Until a hand brushed your thigh, Rob,
A hand - brushed your thigh!
An accident no doubt, Rob
We'll pass on that one.

All that beer and sofa can't be given up easily, Rob
Not without a fight!
And the sofa felt good, Rob,
The sofa felt smooth
Like toothless gums over your knob

But we don't wanna go there, Rob!
We don't wanna go there!
Keep movin'

Look at you in all your youth
You're upright like a sprout
No place to close your bloodshot eyes
You miss that sofa already, don't you.

But there's bad memories there, Rob!
Bad memories.
You don't wanna go back just yet!
So keep movin'.

You listened to the chat and smiled at the jokes
You rested your eyes
With your head nodding off

Until a hand stroked your chest, Rob
A hand - stroked your chest!
An accident no doubt, Rob
Don't jump to conclusions
It will go away soon!

You've kept the sofa to yourself, Rob!
Kept it to yourself
And the sofa felt good, Rob
The sofa creaked
Like an old lover's bones

But we don't wanna go there, Rob!
We don't wanna go there!
Keep movin'

You felt that was it, Rob!
You felt that was it!

You'd found your sofa and the beer
You felt that you'd arrived
And you were resting very well

But what was that tongue doin' in ya mouth, Rob?
What was that tongue doin' in ya mouth?
An accident no doubt, Rob
An accident no doubt!

It's time to rise my restful peach
And just keep on movin'.

That's OK - Anna

Sometimes I can't be arsed going somewhere exotic
Somewhere different
Somewhere nice.
But that's OK.

The old drunk is still drinking under the bridge
The sun is still shining
And that's OK.

Sunrise Polar Bear - Anna

I stepped outside and looked at the eastern sky. The horizon was glowing and beginning to turn the clouds pink. I walked west down my street towards the main road.

Before I got there I saw a polar bear walking towards me. He had a friendly aura. I was not sure if he was being drawn in by the sunrise or if he was coming to warn me about something.

As we met, he looked at me. Was he trying to say something? I kept going, and every time I turned back, he was still looking at me.

I would find out later if he was trying to warn me about something or if he was being lured east by the beautiful sunrise.

Ahuki series part 2 - Renee Michele Walrafen

53
as I eat this tasty egg
I think of chickens
hatching on breakfast bagels

81
songs written about monkeys
band called The Monkeys
we are obsessed with monkeys

88
monster, litigation, wept,
defenestration:
these are my favorite words

211
if I were the grand master
namer of all things
I would call them Colourflies

235
evil ones are among us
Carebears, Puss-in-boots
Daffy, Woody, Sebastian

256
contrary to my belief
the sun doesn't rise
I simply go upside down

270
vigilante jackrabbit
crimefighter saves the
planet from global warming

280
the ice rinks melted and the
zamboni driver
moved up north for the season

311
one blister and five bruises
sore arms and shoulders
working in the garden sucks!

340
hooking up the internet
is like untieing
a knot of crazy cobras

342
if I was a panda bear
I'd wear a hoodie
dance in music videos

357
police do-not-cross ribbon
the lawn chair jumper
snags my evening plans again!

Ahuki series part 1 - Renee Michele Walrafen

18
many thanks to you, my dark,
slick, thick, ebony,
musty, lusty sip of dusk

54
sexy cherry tree, swaying
softly blooming, ripe,
lush, sighing in the front yard

55
oak tree gnarled like an old dog
complaining of aches
heavy in the winter wind

80
you hanging above my door
head squeezed through the crack
limp like a watch on canvas

90
I want to be a stripper
red nails on the pole
ass in someone's candy face

92
wind encircles like tendrils
tracing my light skin
in a clockwise direction

191
subsistence surplus tariff
inhalation fee
excess mastication charge

217
I am the raging ocean
nuzzling the shoreline
teeming with everything

231
a parade of masked ravens
with propaganda
of raven democracy

243
there is a gateway to
all permutations
of the life you are living

262
caught in my internal tale
swarming bumblebees
gnaw at my blueberry brain

276
bunch of winged candy buds
in a pack, basking
too stiff to follow the sun

297
like a teenaged runaway
the passing moments
long to find their way back home

302
when I'm old I want to ride
a spaceship into
atoms of the after-life