by Brian McCloskey
That would be terrific. And swooping down to kiss your head. He took it out. Sheer stockings stop you from leaving the house. Read what I wrote on my shirt. I will remember you upon my couch. Take it easy, be waited on, and have sex twice a day. Nobody is important and everything is a farce. Didn't you hear me grunt when I hit the tree? I should like to try this kiss. The stomach of what appears to be a bear. I had a piece of wood in my hand. (Kiss). Subvert the dominant paradigm. Start with the thing. Our hands tingled when we both touched the same potato. Stockings…Heels…Lace…Lips…Breasts. I'm going with the almonds again unless you can talk me out of it. There's a fine line between fishing and standing on the shore looking like an idiot. Gum would be perfection. She asks the maestro to teach her the unstoppable thrust. Tonight, my love, we'll share a sweet embrace. Carve. The Buddha and Christ dancing on the nose of a bishop. Don't forget to ask for a pair of socks. I live in bed. The fat man and the sprinkler are soon together. We like the girls with the cellophane chests. Hits himself on the head. Don’t you just love that first kiss?