7/29/10 – poem, Falstaff

Not sure why this burbled up in my mind. but it did. Sometimes – always – words jamb in my mind through some kind of Brownian motion and cluster, cluster, re-cluster, and make their own gravity.
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Falstaff rolling on
roll anon
here astage
this huge hill of flesh
a summer santa
a beer-lost uncle
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6 responses to “7/29/10 – poem, Falstaff

  1. “huge hill of flesh”” — hahahahha
    This was one hilarious poem!!!
    The image was just too much!!! 😀
    The description is just beyond perfection! 😉

  2. A summer Santa…like a big jolly man who’s jovial regardless of the seasons?

    • That line popped in my head unbidden while I was writing it – Falstaff is a full character, with a dark side – but I thought that phrase, taking him out of normal context, might create a little sense of dissonance in regarding the normally 2-dimensional jolly St. Nick…

  3. LOL…this made me laugh so much…thinking of you today:) 🙂

  4. Oh this one brought a smile and chuckle to my being…thanks…what an image!

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