The Little, The Frail And The Fickle

On the 25th of October Larry Yap posted a status that had a nice ring to it. So, I decided to reply with a rhyme and one line led to another. When the day was over, we had a really cool collaboration between #Simple Words and the Muruku Murmurations. This collaboration was performed at 'If Walls Could Talk Open Mic' on the 5th of November 2016. You can watch the recap of our performance and read the original post here. Some slight edits were made as we practiced. I am truly thankful, blessed and honoured to have this experience; writing and performing with such a humble and talented person.

The little, the frail and the fickle,
The brittle nail start to tickle.

The skin resists but tingles
Tiny electric shocks mingle,
As sweat droplets trickle.

Fragile, docile nerve endings unsettle,
all at once unravel,
as instinct triggers giggles.

Composure now rattled
Control has become a battle.

Ghostly pleasure fights the urge to put up a struggle
Urges that painfully dismantle
Losing grasp and unable to be gentle.

Tickles turn to grapple,
Soft touch to a hard grip, one of heated metal.

So volatile and unstable,
Giggles turn into rambles.

Eyes to eyes collide,
Hands locked to handle
Word by word escapes as voices tremble,
Wondering is this lock would go to shambles.

With the weight of two souls locked and tangled,
it is too late to regret if both are in trouble.

From from the depths they wrangle,
Even if the effort required is double.

Holding to believing their mutual affection possible
Because they are little, frail and fickle.

- Larry Yap & Swit Marie
21:00H 26th October 2016
Klang Valley
SY is a 'Jacqueline of all trades' who loves wearing plaids.
She doesn't believe in things that fade and fulfills the promises that she made.
She seeks the hearts of the troubled, to be a listener in times when things are doubled.
She's the kind who stands in the gap, who will only call it quits when it's a wrap.

"Hi, my name is Larry, and these are my simple words." That was his one-liner for when he introduced himself at If Walls Could Talk open mic. #SimpleWords is a blog dedicated to written and spoken word poetry by Larry Yap.

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