anniversary

by old 333

illustrations by rhoda penmarq

anniversary if i was a head in a jar the cat would try to fish and get me i'd wake at night to the cling, cling, cling of claws on curious glass -  if i was a head in a jar i'd hate it when you left me facing the wall, by accident, and went out, and i had to  look at the wall all the time if i was a head in a jar, i wouldn't sleep i'd just stay awake and watch everything, forever if i was a head in a jar, i'd like a little tank with little treads and little crab claws to get things with and look at them and i'd like a best friend maybe we'd go for a holiday on the sea-bed, in our little tanks, looking out of our jars if i was a head in a jar, i'd go far in demand as a lecturer, mountaineer, and pirate all these things and more if only i was  just a head in a jar. Peter Greene 2010.