One night, before I lost my hair, a very dear friend and I had a long online chat which had me in stitches. From picturing myself bald, with a tweed peaked cap and horn-rimmed glasses, we suddenly invented a whole new character – Alpatooti. This mysterious being brought me so much laughter – along with my wonderful friend who understood the game and played me match for match. I felt Alpatooti needed a poem. So here it is written as a chant poem for Bjorn’s latest dVerse challenge.
alpatooti alpatooti this new being becoming, growing hairless, boobless, abstract, gormless laughter looney alpatooti alpatooti alpatooti great tall hatch jump in, it’s poison Pac man, hack man, tax man axing cancer alpatooti alpatooti alpatooti crowd the tears into tiny spaces stuff them, cherish them, shout them catch them alpatooti alpatooti alpatooti blankets, wheat packs beanies, yak sacks love coming like breath cuddle-me-daily alpatooti alpatooti alpatooti we’re marching, wobbling, giggling ‘ til cheeks are wet banks of thanks to all and alpatooti