Monday, July 21

Position of the Fortnight

at opposite sofa as bookends
each reading of us & soundless
I Prévert her an erotic novel
so heat the hot is stifling & tennis colours
am stripped to white shirt the white
freshly bathed, lotion’d she brings
her filed foot up to my lump
& rests it gentle there ‘gainst the
o carefully please!
she squeezes her toes a cat on sofa
my french husband discarded
I arose & she sees poke upwards
more she claws & paws & mores
I grow as grewing is perpendicular to
lying softly

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