T** rying to spread the word
W hich remains to be untold
T rying to reach out
W ithout knowing a single soul
T rying to stand my ground
W hen nothing is beneath my feet

lips cur l l ips a bo u t th en ak e d for tre s s of your s t r ain i ng hips
in w hich resi de s the resi d ueof loves h ars hes tb ase notes
a single molting instant when bodies uncleverly address each
other rudely with loose and tight squirming tissues
commonly beginning muscles
rapid and dismaying
and to fluffless
orchards
scurry

F ragrance within themselves,
L ayers of petals arranged nicely
O ffering sweet, flavourful nectar
W hich the tiny organisms enjoy
E very being loves their beauty
R ed, blue, pink, in every colour
S ee them in bloom all summer.

After most recent shower,
and particularly washing hair
(then shaking head
analogous to sopping wet dog
drying her/himself after a bath),
I immediately said helloo
to Long lasting fragrance Suave
essentials Daily Clarifying
Deep cleansing Shampoo,
which permeated mine scalp
facilitating healthy follicles.

More so frothy lather upon noggin
after getting rinsed out
yielded bounteous, luscious, luxurious,
and marvelous full bodied tresses
reminiscent when yours truly an adolescent,
a veritable long haired pencil necked geek
whose hirsute trademark
still characterizes atypical sexagenarian
above mentioned characteristic
still (after scores of years)
emblematic of this enigmatic poetaster.

Ever since being in utero
soon after seminal fusion
insync with fallopian tube bearing ova
begot zygote courtesy said gametes,
and engendered silent boom
after piercing zona pellucida
creating microscopic flume,
nevertheless collection of cells
coalescing into embryo
eventually manifesting into yours truly,

I painstakingly took minuscule
comb and brush to groom,
and dreaded most fearfully being locked,
where pair of outsize scissors did loom
threatening to cut thick,
what could best be envisioned analogous
to imperceptible fancy plume
hich features specific feature
drew medical community
(i.e. namely human reproductive specialists)

constituted extensive expanse
within blastocyst very limited room
crowd sourcing out rivaling curious onlookers
formerly geared up
to espy King Tutankhamun's tomb
can you dear reader believe
a hairy globule within the womb
became global attraction
viz - of a young fecund Harriet Harris,
cuz about nine months later
out the birth canal I did zoom.

BABY! I WAS BLOWING WITH YA ALL THE WAY!

Daddy's sax
croons to the baby
only thing that sends her to sleep

Daddy's sax
unplayed for years
given to the newspaper boy

Daddy's sax
alive again
in the hands of the newspaper boy

God that newspaper boy
can make that sax talk
"Swing it daddy...swing it!"

newspaper boy
becomes sax player
Daddy's sax in heaven

Daddy's sax
making the young girls
cry

Daddy's sax
its long journey
a litany of notes

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Famous sax player came backstage after Billie Whitelaw's riveting performance in Sam Beckett's NOT I and said: "BABY I WAS BLOWING WITH YA ALL THE WAY!" I was looking after a little old lady and she used to play all these jazz records endlessly w
hich is where the story of the journey of her Dad's sax emerges from the darkness of time and glows in my mind like a glorious sax solo.