Washing Ripe Plantains

Have you ever found yourself
doing stupid things in a day
like walking into a glass wall
or falling off a low chair?

Have you ever found yourself
at loss for words or speech
that yes becomes a weak nod
and no an inaudible snort?

Have you ever fluttered eye lashes
a million times in a second
or stuttered through a sentence
you knew so well in your head?

Have you ever lost order
picked up clumsy as your new tune
walking into pots and pans
off the car with your seat-belt on?

Have you ever had a silly smile
as big as east from west
a giant and endless silly grin
till your eyes were almost closed?

Have you taken on a new route
that's abnormally long and windy
hoping for an accidental meeting
oh hello what a surprise?!

Then let's meet at the corner fountain
where the water is fresh and free
and wash clean these ripe plantains
of butterflies and sweaty palms-:)