sweet cotton candy faireblonde cloud tiptoed up to him as he laid in a hot bubble bath she drew for him
not since he was a babe had anyone
drawn a bath for him
what it said was that he said hed
stop on the weekend and split wood for her
he was stopped at a STOP sign and
looking over into her backyard he watched a comedy – he thought it was comic she
was frustrated – he watched her try to wield an axe split wood
she turned letting the axehead downlaying
it on the grass its handle leaning against her crotch she wore a workskirt
she was latheredher complexion
flushed
she was breathless
panting Yes, I was just getting started. I thought it’d be easier than this.
More romantic, too.
Heats romantic chopping wood warms ya twice its said I donknow who its is though it makes sense
Yes. I’ve heard that too.
If your needs not immediate I
could stop this Sunday an chop up wha wood yaneed Just give me an idea wha yaneed
No, thank you, that’s not
necessary.
A man stops, unsolicited, asks if he could please,
please chop wood for me. I see
the humor in your face. Thank you
for not laughing at me.
Okay. Yes, thank you. That would work out well for me. Thank
you.
You said you’d wait
until you got into the car.
Joe. I’m Penelope.
Pleasure to meet ya Penelope Sunday past noon Seeya then
an unexpected Alberta clipper
stomped in overnight Saturday
good thing chopping wood would heat
him
he spread his fingerspounded them
between each other so the gloves fix tight to his hands
he heard the wind whip his car the
radio antenna jiggling madly
through his sideview mirror he
saw hedges at the back of her property they would provide some windbreak
Lets get this party started he
said out loud
from the tailend he grabbed two freshhoned
axes hand axe hickoryhandled maul that was his grandfathers a five-pound steel
wedge
going through the whitepicket fencegate
he saw her standing at the back door she
was shaking her head No
he nodded Yes and smiled large
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