Friday, July 10, 2020

A short fable to Terhi Ekebom featuring a monologue of "The Gals"



- Tick...
- Tock...
- We walk amok...
- No shock...
- Mature gals...
- The clock tolls...
- There's our hat...
- Our quick snack...
- We're more than a play...
- Every single day...
- There's the perception door...
- There's even more...
- Pattern of our colours...
- Being more than flowers...
- Movement we make...
- Not at a random lake...
- Red hair...
- Inside a sphere...
- Orange hair...
- No rhyme...
- Seconds are only time...
- Pink chest...
- No nest...
- body green...
- We're more than spleen...
- 8 p.m.
- No pen...
- Corto is a shot.. 
- It's really hot...
- John Constantine's always lost in a dream...
- We're joy...
- No toy...
- Thin paper thick...
- Not a brick...
- Covid...
- No need...
- To feed...
- No greed...
- They say that we're bad...
- Mad people makes us sad...
- Maybe a theater play...
- We're never lost at bay...
- Born in Helsinki land...
- Created by hands that bend...
- Sometimes furious we stand...
- While listening to a band...
- Sometimes cheerful we're...
- Being born from a star...
- Haunting thee...
- More than a flee...
- Tick...
- Tack...
- We...
- Bring...
- Luck...
- Out of the groove...
- Let's move...
Knowing that frozen I am...
They shout at me:
- THE SUN IS MELTING THEE...
- NO KAFKA INSIDE A CASTLE...
- WE'RE MIND...
- WE'RE MUSCLE...
- A PODCAST...
- IT'S ONLY TIME OF THE PAST...
- WE LOVE PRESENT TENSE...
- A STREET DANCE...
They enter my mind's eye...
They aren't a lie...
They whisper this to me:
- Apple from a tree...
- We roam free...
- Mother nature, you say...
- However, we do indeed play...
- We're no puppets with string...
- We've time to sing...
- Knock...
- Tick...
- Knock...
- Tock...
- Our birthday...
- is a calendar sway...
- Show us paper blank...
- Highest rank...
- We're not a simple prank...
- Arrow and bow...
- Into your heart...
- It's a start...
- We're stylish...
- We gather fish...
- Without hook...
- Inside a book...
- Philip Jeffries...
- Dark Entries...
- Us greets...
- No Twin Peaks...
- Lynch's a pynch...
- David is a shade...
- Never fade...
- Bowie's a knife...
- Life's slice...
- Undead Bela...
- She used to be Cinderella...
- Our voice...
- Our choice...
- Miles away from home...
- Having fun all alone...
- Not marionettes...
- Not being common brats...
- You do say:
"Beautiful display"
- World history is us...
- Not being at a bus...
- Paper card...
- A cat's our bard...
- Karelia...
- Not Amelia...
- Swedish freaks...
- Russian pricks...
- Finnish we stand...
- Viipuri...
- Perfect glee...
- Land upon land...
- We rock...
- No shock...
- Portu...
- Gal...
- New...
- It's basically a ball...
- Little french is a spicy dish...
- We dreamt it upon a wish...
- Pastel de Nata...
- We're mind and matter...
- Cosmic sweat...
- No blind bat...
- Invicta...
- Dicta...
- Indie path...
- Simple math...
- Physic law...
- We saw...
- Lucretia...
- Is inertia...
- Karmacoma...
- We're not in Roma...
- Cosmos galaxy...
- Not a fantasy...
- Maybe we're...
- You know...
- Maybe not far...
- We're more than a show...
- We Tip...
- We Toe...
- Listen, little man...
- Not lost in your pen...
- We don't shiver...
- Near the golden river...
Dizzying my mind...
I know that "The Gals" are kind...






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