A lot of my poetry is free-association b#llsh#t. This one started out with Robyn and I were talking about about the possibility of her Dad's estate FINALLY settling (after eight months--and that not with any particular complications...) She said "cross your fingers." To which I replied "cross your toes." Then I added "cross your nipples and your nose"--and a new poem was born. I've edited it slightly but I still hope your enjoy my latest foray into nonsense.-
Cross your fingers, cross your toes
Cross your eyes and cross your nose.
Cross each of these with all of those.
That should be enough I s'pose.
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Cross your arms and cross the street
Make it sloppy but keep it neat
Cross the sour with the sweet
Cross the music with the beat.
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Cross the state and cross the line
Cross it BOLD or cross it fine.
Make the long division sign
And be certain that you look divine.
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Cross it little, Cross it big.
Cross a hairnet with a wig
Though some may call it infra dig
And others will not give a fig.
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Cross Uranus. Cross Neptune.
Cross December 10th with the 3rd of June
Cross a tiny fork with a big, fat spoon
Cross it now or cross it soon.
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Cross the ocean, cross the sky
Cross a lady with a guy
Cross your legs but don't say why
You can do it if you try
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Cross a squirrel with an old Oak Tree
Cross what is with what might be
Cross Beyonce with Jay-Z
But if you're wise you WON'T cross me!
