Daddy Papersurfer

I haven’t visited here for ages and a lot has changed. Still, let’s carry on regardless – in self isolation.

Reflections on self isolation

I’ve looked at the books
I’ve dusted the books
I’ve looked at the books in a mirror

I’ve looked at the grass
I’ve counted the grass
I’ve looked at my arse in a mirror

I’ve looked at my pants
I’ve put ants down my pants
I’ve looked at my pants in a mirror

I’ve looked at my teeth
I’ve juggled my teeth
I’ve looked at my teeth in a mirror

I’ve counted my toes
Played hide-n-seek with my toes
I’ve looked at my toes in a mirror

I’ve looked at my wife
I’ve hoovered my wife
I’ve looked at my wife in a mirror

I’ve walked on the ceiling
Drank cocoa with feeling
I’ve danced in front of a mirror

I’ve looked in the mirror
I’ve asked it’s advice
“You’re getting queerer and queerer and queerer”