You Know You Are An Elephant

You know you are an elephant

But what am I?

But what am I?

Just a fan?

Of your marriage?

Your song?

The kitchen chair you sit upon?

You know you are an elephant

Big and grey

Wise

Scared of the little mouse

Sit on my lap,

I’ll tell you a goodnight story

You know you are an elephant

Big ears

Hearing round and round

From California bay side

To the New York harbor

To the early night in Cork

To the last night in Europe

You know you are an elephant

Listening to the closed door

Hearing those two on the other side

Listening for hints, sounds

Making mental notes

Spreading the news

You know you are an elephant

Sleeping around

An animal of sorts

A dead vegetable

Going to Yorkshire

From SOHO

Going to the art fair

From machine gun alley

You know you are an elephant

But what am I?

But what am I?

I’m a lonely clover

Sitting upon your shoulder

Looking and reading into your thoughts

Sniffing at your hair

I’ll leave you alone

If you scratch my back

Scratch my back

© 2000 David Greg Harth

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