Flip ya lid flip ya lid
Darling flip ya kid
Never wanted to flip ya lid
Ever in my life
You see it is mighty be hard to
Flip ya lid flip ya lid
Darling flip ya lid
It is mighty hard to flip ya lid
And blame it all on god
You see if I flip my lid
Like a marble
That is being flipped to
The other side of the room
Flip ya marble to the other
Side and feel happy about it
Flip ya lid flip ya lid
Darling flip ya lid
Never wanted to flip my lid
Ever in my life
Flip ya lid at Christmas
Flip ya lid at new years
Flip ya lid at Tamworth
Flip ya lid at Australia Day
Flip ya lid on Valentine’s Day
Just flip ya lid all over the place
Always filled with satin and lace
Just flip my lid, man

Anticipation
Anticipation
Anticipation
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Flip, flip, stop, flip, flip, flip
Yawn, stretch, yawn, stretch

Anticipation
Tap tap, tap tap, tap tap,
Tick tick tick, tick tick tick, tick tick tick
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Flip, flip, flip, flip, flip
Yawn, stretch, yawn, strecth
Tap tap tap, tap tap tap, tap tap tap

Anticipation
Anticipation
Anticipation
Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock
Tap, tap, tap, tap, tap
Flip, flip, stop, flip, flip, flip
Yawn, stretch, yawn, stretch

flip*                                           flip
      flip                flip
             flip      flip
                flip

you can
fly on a pegasus
whisper to willows
sing with sirens
and dance with dragons
with just
one
             flip

so, pick up
that softbound teleporter
that portable magic
that gift you can open
again and
again
and
again.
pick up a book

           flip

discover,
and
dream.

Flip-Flop,
Flip-Flop,
Flip-Flop,
Flip-Flop,
Flip-ip, Flop-op,
Flip-ip, Flop-op,
Flip-ip, Flop-op,
Flip-Flip, Flop-Flop.
Flip. Flop.
Flip. Flop.
Flip.

My green-eyed first wife -
fiery temper and hair to match -
slid the wedding ring on my
finger.

Twisting on my knuckle, it
never left my hand.  I grokked
with certainty borne from intuition
that BAD THINGS would happen
should that tri-colored gold band
leave my touch.

Years, a decade and change, passed
and one day I took it off and set it
on the bed beside me.
For two seconds I was fine, but then
I couldn’t breathe.
In a panic, I put the ring back on.

But

I put it on backwards.

BAD THINGS happened.

Weeks later, soul-weary and
tired of constant fighting
I remembered my
misstep and I
flipped the ring on my finger.

Things got better.  But now I knew.  
Like peeling blistered skin after a sunburn,
I couldn’t stop.

Flip. Fight. Flip. Make up.
Flip. Scream. Flip. Sweet nothings.
Flip. Slammed doors. Flip. Makeup ***.

I forgot which direction was safe and
which was dangerous.

That marriage - that ring - is gone now.
I’m married to a blonde angel now
with a temper as cool as her hair; who
loves me more than I deserve
and knows me better than I’d like.

From day one, I refused to let the
flip
of the ring mar my new marriage.  

I flipped it on my wedding night.
I flipped it the next day on my honeymoon.
I flip that ring every day,
daring
it to curse me again.

Another decade has passed,
I flip my new ring daily.

And cringe a little each time.

Flip the medal
flip, flip flip
one side
the other
then the first side again

intelligent
helpful
passionate
great cook

flip

obese
depressed
lonely
scared

flip

strong
loving
po­et
pretty awesome

flip

hurt
heartbroken
always complaining
never healthy

flip
flip, flip

i can show you
one side
and be awesome
and feel a cheater

or could show you
the other
and get you pity
or your hate

but i want you
to look at me
and see both sides
that's who i am

The battle

Horns
Whistles
Fights for corns
In tussles

I am on another LEVEL
Flip me I don’t change my stance
I am still on another LEVEL

I am like your MOM or your MADAM
I dont change when you flip me

I am “CIVIC" I don’t change when you flip me
Call me MR Palindrome

You are REPAID but when I flip you
You are a DIAPER
You are SMART but when I flip you
You are like old TRAMS

You are WARTS!
Flip and flip
Straw! Weak STRAW

You want poetic WAR
But when I flip you
You are just RAW

You are on TOP
But when I flip you,
You are just a *** being kept in the kitchen.

The poetic "god" is ready to battle
Flip that word!

Congratulations you just won a bone!

I flip a coin to choose for me.
For I am a poor decision maker.
It could land on heads. Or tails. You see.
That is why I flip a coin.

I flip a coin to choose which one.
For I am a poor decision maker.
A decision, I can think of none
That is why I flip a coin.

I flip a coin to choose my fate
For I am a poor decision maker.
I am in neither a good nor happy state.
That is why I flip a coin.

I have flipped a coin to choose for me.
For it has decided my end.
It landed on tails, for all to see.
And now I must meet my destiny.
That is why I flipped a coin.

i can:

flip a switch
just for you;
sometimes i do,
forget how to

flip a switch;
one day it's on,
then it's off,
and i am gone.

i get lost
when in love;
lose myself
to some kind of

dark energy
taking hold of me;
flip it off
then i am free.

something inside
tugging away,
causing me
to toss and sway -

with so many
wordly distractions,
and so many
wild interactions;

with such embrace
and so much joy,
we have no reason
to set decoys.

you fell in love,
it was with me;
why can it be so
hard to see?

flip a switch
until it's habit
give me patience;
i'll give you practice.

don't look away,
and i will not
look away
like i was taught.

you have me,
battles won;
no one else
can overcome.

flip a switch,
i will do.
flip a switch,
for me and you.

Flip me to the side
where my darkest days
have a ball

Flip me to the side
where my innocence
dissolves into mature
realizations

Flip me to the side
where my naivety
transforms me
into a woman of rationale

Flip me to the side
where my smiles
are only read
by those close

Flip me to the side
where my chest
holds nothing more
but tar infused lungs
protecting a heart
that's too strong
to be loved

Flip me to the side
where my anger burns
through the ocean blue
of my eyes

Flip me to the side
where I no longer
hand you my knife
to stab me
in the back

Flip me to the side
where you'd meet me
undressed from all
the chains
that held me back
from speaking my mind
because
"good girls
say nothing"