Jittery Janus
A slight, but real, absurdity is troubling my mind:
If something is in back of me, it’s fronting my behind—
Or is it backing up my front? It’s weakening my pride
That heads or tails I can’t make out, so coin flips must decide
Whether what’s aft is yet before, ahead or what’s astern,
Or I’m too turned around and backward-brained to ever learn
If what’s before my very eyes affronts my front or back;
Please, someone, sort it, or I think I’ll have a heart attack,
For hid behind this placid front, behind the back of me,
Yet also forward of my back, where, sadly, I can’t see,
This sad conundrum irritates and pesters me, alack,
For I’ve no way to know what’s going on behind my back.
Art-Colored Glasses 
very clever! nicely done. Michelle
What? I think I got whiplash there for a minute. 😉
xo!
I’m dizzy! Thought well spun
I do like a good yarn. 😀
xoxo!
I now share your confusion! 🙂
As long as it doesn’t lead to a contusion. 😀
This was so good!
I’m glad you enjoyed it, my friend! 😉
Humourous with a hint of paranoia. Lovely 😀
😉 I’m glad you got a kick out of it, my sweet!
Love it!
I had a hard time pressing Publish with such an unattractive character for my illustration, but then the clock was nagging me. And then, too, I realized that if he’d been cute or handsome he wouldn’t have better suited the silliness of the tale, so I let him run out in public just as he was. 😀
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