I am a knock around
By Paul Alleyne
I am a knock around
Moving from pillar to pillar
Post, to post
Like a bouncing ball
Up, down, and rolling around
Shaking like a shik shak belly dance
Jimmie jammin, jimmie jammin
I slide side to side in a smelly grease pit
I am just a knock around
I am flailing about wildly
Like dry leaves on the pavement or in the park
On a windy day in the fall.
I don’t want to be a knock around anymore
I want a regular woman in my life
Work at a real job
Eat regular food, not mystery food
Sleep in the same damn bed every night
My foot planted solidly on the ground
My eyes steady, not shifty, shifty
This is who I want to be
Hail to the status quo.
Paul Alleyne currently resides in Los Angeles, California. In addition to being a visual artist, he is a published author and inventor with an existing patent. His images consist primarily of digital photographs, digital paintings, in both abstract and realism styles. Some may say he has an eclectic style. He has published several books and articles, novel-length fictional narratives, short stories, and poetry.