Saturday, March 28, 2009

Grasshopper Hopping on Steel.

--A grasshopper at a crossroad.

To you, grasshopper hopping on anything but grass.
Yes, you might be suspecting that you're skinny and green, and so you think you're pretty, so slender and svelte. Almost a dragonfly, but not quite. You walk slowly at first, you tease. You have me captivated, anticipating a graceful Bolshoi worthy leap. Oh but wouldn't you know it, you arrogant grasshopper you, you just walked away depriving me from that much awaited and contemplated performance.
Yes, again it's true, I wish I hadn't seen you oh grasshopper you, so I can imagine you and fantasize about how exquisitely perfect it might have been.