16.7.21

Freya


gotta be careful when yare shakin out cobwebs
                                                   things fall that you havent ever considered or considered in years 
infidelity
           thats a hot number  gotta kick it around the room knockin heat an ash off it before ya pick it up  examine it

What did you do 

Ya fuckin kiddinme  its right there out in the open


Arent you ashamed 

No
   I wasnt ashamed 

My wife didnt find out

Her husband didnt find out

Its one of the few times I might assess a one-off
                                                   Never happened again
You cheated
             Then you say Never happened again  Im hard pressed to buy that 

I aint sweating you  Im honest  I admit I cheated and admit it never happened again 

If youre so honest you wouldnt have cheated

Im not making a defense
                           Im being honest  

If your wifeif her husband asked you if you slept wit . .
. . I would have been honest 
                              Im wasnt ashamed of sleeping with her  If asked I would have confessed 
I wasnt asked

It didnt tear me up 

I wouldnt confess for confessions sake  Not to a word a dictate


he pushed it around with the toe of his boot until it looked cool then picked it up  he brushed ash off it against his jacket breast and looked again 
                            he smiled real widehe wished again he had dimples
she did 
dimples in her cheeks 
at her chin
            when he flipped her over  dimples of Venus

it wasnt her dimples that did him in

it was the way she bit her lower lips
                                     like a scolded child mighttoo fuckin appealing  too appealing
applecheeked

high brow

full lips

iceblue eyes


Freya
       Look her up

in that particularly onceinalifetime moment  in that warm bubble bath she drew for him  who does that he soaked pain and exhaustion out of his back shoulders arms  had chopped woods for hours in snow and cold 
                                                                                                     she stood at his hand  set her hand on top of his  Anything else can I do for you?  she bit her lips 
                                                                              he went out the top of his headpulled her into the suds pulledtore her clothing off so her skin would be slick against his otter slick
they kissed pinched groped mouthed bit clutched 
he slipped out from under her out of the tub
put an arm across her backhand in her armpit arm under her knees 
snatching her out of the water he walked over to the bed  tossed her into it  he got in  he held her breast firmly squeezed itplayfully pinched her nippleshe gasped  he kissed her deeply

their breaths painted each other


 they shared idyllic infidelity
 
0154,  Twosday,  13  7. 21
434preferred or 1634,  Thursday,  15  7. 21

 

he had to quit sitting to his right 

he knew better but sometimes there was no seating to his left he was stuck he had to amplifyraise his voice carefully subtly 
       if he was careless hed have to contend with his petulance  I can hear you, you don’t have to yell.

horseshit he heard him but not well

he admitted it was his trick ear

trick ears are troubled ears

he told him as much
                      Have you had your hearing checked 
No, it’s unnecessary.

having a trick ear is built-in plausible deniability
                                                 anwho doesnt want that baked into their cake
anthis mook  he stretched his deniability all out of shape 
it was like talking with a child
I did not.

Yadid

I did not, I did not.

Yadid I told ya an ya said yah

I did not . . or . maybe . I didn’t hear you right.
YATHINK
         whenever he reached YATHINK he knew his eyes bugged he glaredquickly he put his fingers to his eyeswiped them wiped the shit out of them and under his palms he sighed 
                                                                        one of his interior selvesusually more said Knock him out Youll feel better  You know that will make you feel better
                                                           inside his sigh was Sorry boys not a tenable option
he knew more about tenable than he cared to admit


Im sorry wha the hell are ya talking about

What are you talking about? You said it. I’m waiting for you to catch me up.

Catch you up theres nothing to catch ya up about

Then say it again.

Ive said twice

Humor me; say it once more.

he turned in his chair to face him full on CHAISE LOUNGE
                                                             Better

Chaise lounge? You said chaise lounge.

I yelled it

Chaise lounge.


Whadid ya think I said

 

humbly Chaste lounge.

Wha the fucks a chaste lounge

I don’t know, I was waiting for you to explain it to me.
                                                         You said it.
several of his interior selves said Woudya knock him out.
                                                         Nah  to him Its yours Take a shot at it Yamake something up its your bedlame
bedlame

hed miss it

SunnyDay afternoon,  11  7. 21
1337,  Thursday,  15  7. 21