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The deal
breaker is size 7
and winter white
If there is a pink spot on
it, it's brought back to a rav.
His aging squint decides if
the tint is menstrual and that
I have to move to a fold out bed.
Or his aging squint decides that
I can touch my husband
Get shtupped this evening.
Today the old man sits at home
his black suit pinching, my
horny husband on edge,
my cotton crotch the size of their pinkies.
To the left, sits a sick grandkid.
At night, the old man
slips off his shoes
gets ready for Shma.
Strips off his jacket
his socks his pants
Does he recall my handsome husband?
Does he picture open mouths?
hands everywhere?
Does he turn to kiss his voibal? |
Miriam
Stanley has performed at the D.U.M.B.O Arts Festival, The
Knitting Factory, Dixon Place, The Bowery Poetry Club, and
numerous other venues. She is senior editor of
roguescholars.com.
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