Reaching for Itch

it still itches

Reaching for Itch

A staircase in the desert reminds me of you
Tall, tanned, on high,
Toes painted a funny flamingo hue
You show your a*s to my chin's grin
I'd join you on high but let's get real
The silence of the desert is not your deal
I dig deep into the sand's dreaded black pitch
As you climb the stairs higher until it reaches your itch.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Ana!

Well love is certainly not there but Debbie is and that's fine for now.

Regards,
Al

[Papaya]

This one has me scratching my head (not because of an itch though).
I do think it's some sort of phantom itch, given the desert and mirages.
Like feeling something not there anymore. Love perhaps?

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks E!

Hey wanna go for a long walk with me? We could do the desert.

Regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Lydia,

I was having odd thoughts yesterday. Hence, the staircase in the desert.

Regards,
al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

I didn't think of of a missing leg but yes, that's true along with the f*****g phantom.

regards,
al

[Einstein Noodle]

the impossible itch .. never ending reaching .. this could be humorous if it weren't so painful .. nice use of the desert my friend!
E.

[Lydia Shutter]

That itch....that longing.....we all have it and sometimes they do not sync with another's. "You show your a*s to my chin's grin" One of the most descriptive lines I have read in quite some time! People walk out of our lives, but never our thoughts if they were once important to us. Lydi**

[jacob erin-cilberto]

this is like missing someone, like we would miss an amputated limb...an itch we just can't quite scratch...something that was there but now isn't..yet the thought is still there, in full force.
j.