-- Is your bed made?
I am quite certain I am not the
only child who has ever cringed
hearing those words
realizing that a lousy bed
stood between them and the great
outdoors and playmates
for it my bed is made every
fucking morning
diligently
sharply
when the sunlight comes through
my bedroom window and strikes it it looks like a fresh cut
piece of immaculate
cake
that may not sound like much
or something to brag about
dull and unimpressive
but
returning home for a nightcap
at the end of a date
the bathroom is through the
bedroom
my dates have never failed to
remark how beautiful the bed ah
er bedroom
is
how crisp and clean looking
how inviting
its attractive scent
that made bed
has made more women than you
can shake a . . . oh hell lets be honest . . . than you
can shake a dick at
I am thoroughly confident
when I was a boy and my mother chided
me
-- Is your bed made?
she never had a clue to its
long term benefits
she never meant it
or imagined making my bed carnally
nope old eyesinthebackofherhead
never saw that coming
1604, Thursday,
27 2. 14
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