THUMBS

I cut off my thumbs off. That began my battle with having no thumbs.

I cut with my right hand my thumb of my left hand off. Then I told Nancy, Cut off my other thumb but she called the hospital. So I tried I weaved the knife between my fingers and cut my thumb of my right hand off. That was slow and hurt more. I cried, Nancy I’ve got no thumbs. Then I fell over.

I didn’t appreciate until I didn’t have thumbs. Doors closed. I could close doors but not open them. I got trapped in the bathroom.

Then the woman politician said, A man like you should have thumbs. She made noises till they gave me thumbs that clip on. I love them but they smell rubbery. Nancy says they’re Asian thumbs, but to me they’re thumbs.

I am a happy man.

 

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6 thoughts on “THUMBS

  1. Aww thanks, Sid. You know, I hope we bump into each other some day, too. Appreciate all your feedback. Nice!

    1. Absolutely, that’s what friends are for. Plus, I’m here on Twitter to reach out and to be supportive of other artists. It only takes a few minutes to take the time to comment, and what are we doing reading blogs if you don’t respect the authors enough to give them honest feedback? Even when I’ve found myself apathetic or offended (only once), I feel it is my duty as a fellow writer to say it. Otherwise, what’s the point? I’ve got better things to do, like write! How’re the locks of hair sales going, LOL?! 🙂

  2. Well, the hair’s been popular with Japanese hair collectors, but I’ve kind of been wishing it would catch on with the general public, too. I mean, that’s where the money is, isn’t it?

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