but i’m not going to get
all lon chaney jr. on you
no sudden transformation
not much of a wolf
not much of a man, either
not likely to change
this little light of mine
i’m going to let it shine
no teeth and no fur
(except on my back)
and a useless heart
(except as a clock)
you can keep me around
as a paperweight
big as an eclipsed moon
and as inviting
19 thoughts on “transformation (poem 20150515)”
Visual and both light and dark. Most excellent words.
Thank you very much!
great prose, my friend! 🙂
This made me smile and grimace a bit, too. I liked the conversation tone–all lon chaney jr on you. I pictured this like a movie scene.
Thanks! I’m glad you could visualize it as a scene. I was just wondering how different it would have gone if that second line was “and i’m going to get all Lon Chaney Jr. on you.” Different poem, I guess. More Pulp Fiction.
Yes–that would be a different poem and scene. Werewolves of London. 🙂
That’s on my Halloween playlist!
a clock-animal-man hybrid…I like that image. (K)
I love the mix of tones in this.
Thanks! Most people would assume that I just can’t make up my mind (which may be the case).
Or that you are possessed of several different demons!
By the way, I had a sudden realisation that if we did a collaboration, we could call it ‘Caw Blimey!’
Ha ha. Oh my god. Brilliant!
We should give it a try.
Lon Chaney Jr!! (walking with the Queen) 🙂
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