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This poem came out of the March 5, 2013 Poetry Fishbowl on request from [personal profile] technoshaman for a sequel to "Kitchen Courtesies." I'm posting it as an extra freebie since it's fanfic. To see more of Schrodinger's Heroes, visit the menu page.


"Observation, Deduction"


John had been working with Kay
analyzing yeti-bear remains
when he realized that
he hadn't seen Sherlock all day.

When John went looking,
he found Tim the Tentacle Monster
in the common room doing something complex
to the array of electronics around the viewscreen

and Sherlock sprawled on the couch,
eyes half-lidded with enchantment,
watching Tim the way some men
would watch a woman taking off her clothes
or a new car being driven into a showroom.

"What are you doing?"
John said to Sherlock.
"I'm observing Tim,"
Sherlock said languidly.

He was absorbed in the alien,
as if attempting to decipher the sigla
of some ancient tome in which
not all the symbols and abbreviations
had been properly recorded
so that it was necessary to go through
and cross-reference them by hand.

"So what have you deduced
from all this observation?"
John asked.

"Hm? Oh. I've not got that far yet,"
Sherlock said without taking his eyes off Tim.

A niggling bit of jealousy crept out
like a cockroach from the back of John's mind.
He squashed it ruthlessly under a mental boot.

At least he'd got Sherlock
to pay attention to somebody
for more than five consecutive seconds.

A line of bioluminescence spiraled down
from Tim's head to his lowest tentacles,
then slowly faded away.
Well that was rather interesting, wasn't it?
John wondered how he'd done that.

Silently Sherlock curled his feet under himself.
John sat down on the couch beside him,
feeling strangely at home there after all,
and tried to convince himself that this was
in no way like a threesome.

In no way like--

Date: 2014-04-07 07:17 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] dialecticdreamer
John, John... why does a threesome have to be sexual? That was most certainly an intellectual menage a trois from my seat. (Right next to a big bowl of popcorn, naturally!)

Great poem, and conveyed a lightheartedness I wasn't expecting from the individual lines. Thanks!

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