Friday 30 November 2012

#73 - Knitting Myself Dignity

I knit five companions - snappy dressers all -
then word balloons rising from their competent mouths:

'Well observed, Jeremy.'
'I quite agree, Jeremy.'
'You, Jeremy, are a man of vigour and poise.'
'What a wonderfully dignified utterance or action, Jeremy.'
'Oh Jeremy, I am glad to have you as a friend.'

I regard the quintet coldly.
'Well then?' I demand. 'Who's this "Jeremy"?
Who's Jeremy, you bastards,'

wool unspooling in bright snarls.

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