Written April 4th, 2001, this poem attempts to make a mockery of the loathesome mime.
Pausing stride on a downtown walk
at a long-obtrusive gesture;
pitch leotards caressing manly thighs,
carrying lank torso, spindly protrusions
flailing as arms (as they were, I think)
that danced about a dumb mouth
painted on pasty white
below false-unhappy eyes.
Unwelcome advances thrust
and splashed in my way;
bent, begging, bobbing head;
contorting fluid limbs.
in mute mutant mockery
I could not tolerate, shoved aside.
Long face, longer lower lip;
fake offense and faker weeping
on waxy whitewashed fishy face
laid in long fleshy fingers
that one accusing pointed me
through muted moaning whining wails
all rent in ghastly gestures,
farcical feigned facial expressions
that begged only more my sweeping palm.