not a good coincidenceif one bought
into that kind of horseshithe didnt he
poured the last of the black coffee into a mugthe last of the Irish from a bottle
of Jameson into a shotglass
fittinghe thought they expired at
the same time then done hed be left high
and dry grey ash of a fine fire
what a fire it was
he knocked the
corned beef and cabbage out of the park after bitching about it for more than
two weeks in the runup to St Paddys Day which he latently discovered was also the Feast of Saint Dionysus
hed been cryin that his corned beef
wasnt savory
hed been picking brains
he took in some ideas an made
them his own
the corned beef cabbage carrots
onions potatoes spiced up with
horseradish was sumptuous or maybe it was Guinnesses and Jamesons or maybe it was maenads who showed upwho
rolled up his drive thinking they were actually on a road going up into the
hills
perplexed Maidens he asked
No. Maenads.
Whats
that
Trust us, it’ll be better if we
show you.
he had been drinking since
shortly afternoonafter wriotingafter getting his creativity out as was his
practise every morning for more than five years
Awright Im up for anything Its a celebratory day
they laughed together
Anything?
Whynot my drive is Frosts the road less traveled
the taller blonde smiled quickly I’m familiar with that poem
Yes smilinghe closed his eyes Yet knowing how way leads on to way I doubted if I should ever come back
Two roads diverged in a wood and I I took the one less traveled by
And that has made all the
difference
when he opened his eyes the small
blondeher hair curly maybe itd been
woven in cornrows earlier stooped across from him as he sat on the sunwashed porch
steps
her stooping made him happy
beyond her very large green eyes
he could ever-so-subtly look down her blouse enjoy her bralessness
she didnt right herself
she was keenly aware of his
eyes
her keenness honed her
nipples aroused them
Then she said are you extending us an invitation, as we have
come up your, your road-less-traveled
he looked her in the eyes then
looked up at the tall one behind her who tilted her head birdlike curiously slowly deliberately attractively
he smiled rather large
Maenads whatever that is
are welcome
1300, Monday,
18 3. 19
Ben
Harper Amen Omen https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nWoafpw0rg4
