It’s not related!

Came across a shoe
the other day,
and you know
the saying.
If the shoe fits wear it.
So I tried
to put it on
but there was
another foot in it.

Someone gave me
a sign which read.
Stop!
I haven’t moved since.

I was going to
kidnap myself
but being in
two mind’s
I couldn’t decide
on the ransom.

I can see
clearly now
but I’m still
colour blind,
it looks brown
on the other side
of the fence.

Time had my number
but I had
a number for time.

If I’m going to
sleep on it
I’ll choose
my own bed.

There never was
a big bad wolf
the three little pigs
had house insurance,
it was all a scam
to receive more money.
Bad little piggies!

There’s always
an end in send.

Reviews

[Ken Simm.]

You are becomming quite a master of the surreal Andrew. If you don't mind me saying so. Wierd and intelligent poem. Which is difficult to do in the same place.

[andrew mitchell]

Thank you Ken for stopping by and for your kind words. I was trying to emulate if that is the correct word a write that was droll and oozed a dry sense of humour similar to some stand up comedians doing the rounds. I do read a lot of old bygone authors that cover the weird and wonderful particularly ghost or supernatural themes. It’s all rather macabre but fascinating. Master of the surreal, wow that is a compliment from a master story teller as yourself, thank you Ken.