Tupi and Her

Posted by Morticia of Mirth

Tupi whispers sweet nothings in her ears while she lies down on her tummybelly:

“The glitter fairy walks the pebbled path, suddenly she feels drowsy, everything around her shrinks. The stoned castles that towered over her, now stand tainted near her toe. The polka-dotted roses on which she would sit and swing onto the other side now fit right in the middle of her fist. The bunnies with the blue bow ties now scurry and slide down the rainbow chute of their burrows, scared to see her. She can touch the purple-pink horizon that seemed eternally distant yesterday.
Glitter fairy has grown up, walzing around tupi's sorrows...

Amidst:

the curling green envy,
Paris-Hilton on bail and calling her on TV,
rocky mountains of doubt,
shunning girls who are stout,
wooing only em’ who thrust n’ pout.

She is a lady when,

obtuse hip hip-hip plays in the background,
mavericks’ bound,
ritzy sirs blabber punchlines,
and offer her caviar and wine,
glitzy marketers sell,
when real from fake is hard to tell,
everybody, everywhere,
youth, muses n’ heirs’: all high,
And when Tupi, Fuppi, Choco die”

She listens to her heartbeat, dhaapdhaapplopglop. Tupi asks her “you want to listen to them go real fast?” She spits “Wesss!”. Beats zoom faster than the slate-gray downtown train: dhaap hits dhoop and leaves a trail of many-hued bubbles, tiny ones that she tries to slurp; dhoop strikes dhaap and releases the scent of sweet lavender talc, she waves her plump hands on the bumpy clouds of scent and tries to bite off her own arms; plop stumbles upon glop and Winnie the pooh pops up and declares “I love you blue eyed babe”, she tries to lie perched on Winnie’s back and nibbles on his check and eventually tries to eat him too. Gigiilygigity giggleybibble she quivers pouched like a joey on Tupi’s tummy. Tupi chants do’s and don’ts but she sits on the polka-dotted rose and slipsn'trascends to the other side;drifts away;eyes shut but moving around a little under her stubby lids..
Beats Tupi…