Mr Happy

Last week

a year ago

today

(I forget)

I bumpedintosomeone

familiar

He was on the tip

of my tongue

Do I know you

(I said)

You seem

Have we met

He looked right at me

his skin shiny

with rainbows

and my insides  

(I swear to God)

flipped right over

like I’d stepped off

a high kerb or

I mean there I was

at the bus stop

minding this woman’s

business and

well you don’t expect it

do you

Not in a bus queue

waiting for the 46

Next thing

he touched me

on the cheek

right here

(or was it this one)

then he just disappeared

leaving me alone

with my face  

My fingers

lost in all that face

felt around for

a pinprick of wetness

a spotless kiss

from someone kind

of nice really

you know

Someone kind anyway

from once upon a time ago

or twice

(I forget)

All gone

(said the woman)

Her son kept

blowing through the ring

waiting for the magic

to wrap skin

shiny with rainbows

round his breath  

All gone

My tears rolled down

his face

I smiled distraught

pulling his socks off

my feet

tiny socks with little

cartoon men running

Yes last week

a year ago

today

(I forget)

I bumpedintohappiness

a perfect bubble

filled with nothing

but used air.