A Long Angry Pair of Trousers

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You could hear them growling

as they came up the street

bristling with fury

mumbling obscenities

the long angry pair of trousers.

They were rumpled.

They were crumpled.

They had had a bad night.

They did not want to be there.

On him.

Anywhere butt.

They were positively scopophobic

but he didn’t get it.

so they squinched his anatomy.

soiled the cuffs.

Had he not noticed?

But they were all he had

So he wore them

Those long angry pair of trousers.

 

8 thoughts on “A Long Angry Pair of Trousers

  1. thanks Billy; the funny thing is the poem was propelled by the phrase ‘an orangey’ pair of trousers which I misread as ‘angry’ and the poem took off; it was all I could do to keep up πŸ™‚

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