Saturday, July 04, 2009

Wet afternoon in a Haberdashery

I am not ma'am, young shop boy with the tight can
whose waist makes me hungry for denim.

Oh, retail captive, let Molly free you; teach you to read.

Let's start with every man's primal: woman's skin.
Amber oil, reminiscences of cocoa butter, honeyed sweat.

Pick any book, it doesn't matter.
Let your tongue touch the page, lick every letter.

I'm no madame,
but Molly's hungry for a great read.

And if "How are you tonight, ma'am?" can fold legs
like he's folding shirts, we'll be reading Dostoevsky by morning.

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