DE JAVU
There’s a boy in a washing machine.
(You know, front loader type with glass door.)
The boy’s going round and round.
‘Are you OK?’
I ask, as the machine stops.
‘Yes.’ he replies,
‘I’m OK, are you?’
‘I’m alright.’
I reply.
‘But you’re going
round and round
inside a washing machine.’
He replies,
‘You’re going round and round
outside a washing machine.’
‘I am not!’
‘Liar, liar pants on…’
Chants boy
as machine starts to spin again.
There’s a look on his face
like a kid on a roller coaster.
The kid’s crazy.
I’m OK.
I get up
go to work,
come home,
go to bed,
get up,
go to work
come home….
I’m making good dough.
What the hell would a boy in a washing machine know!
About 12457adlib
I'm a Chaplain at Townsville's hospitals and also teach Calm Abiding Meditation to any one who's interested.
I have facilitated Calm Abiding Meditation for soldiers with post traumatic stress disorder and find this an amazing experience.
I work part time as an usher at Townsville's Civic Theatre and get to see some great plays and musicals, as well as some not so great, school speech nights!
(Unbelievably, this theatre has the highest seat occupancy rate of any theatre in Australia.)
I also work as an invigilator at the local Uni. (bet that's got you looking for your dictionaries!)
A group of writers ('My Crazy Artist Friends') gives me live fed back on my poems.
They are the survivors of Writers in Townsville Society (WITS) of which I was president /secretary for over ten years.
I enjoy writing poetry and am grateful to my grade 12 English teacher, Mrs Grimmer for coaxing the dead poets off the page and into the class room.
Hope you enjoy reading my work.
Stay happy, keep reading,
Phil Heang.
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