Glue: A Flarf Poem
In one of my earlier school years,
I remember a recess where I. had squirted
watered-down glue at one of the other girls
Using a squirt bottle or fingers dipped in water
I wet the pleated skirts by misting them
the way we do it when we don’t want to handle a problem
And as it turns out, big globs of Krazy Glue squirted
into the rear holes of (the. truly sick or injured,
Trust no one—there is no "safe zone"
where super soakers like me
or any other squirt gun is involved!
How can I possibly raise anything but an unusual child?
I have an unexplainable fondness for giant sized kites,
pickles, and Soft soap
The Man in Me, as far as I know, was a panic attack
It is all a bit...well....creepy
All I can think about now is sit down and
squirting glue all over my grownup hands
half a pack of glitter glue
Let’s squirt it on
some antlers, on a skunk
squirting them all on their noses!
© radames ortiz 2008