his mind harped him on an on an on

                                      bounced his ass conscious like a gorilla hired for a highend nightclub

Be a good boy, unzip me.

                            he used to zip up his mother when she had a date with his Dad and he was busy downstairs with his siblings

Are my seams straight? she asked

then nylons had seams

Straight as arrows Maw Yalook great

he would babysit while his parents had their date

                                                       his Dad Unlikely we’ll be back by midnight.

then curfews for kids

Know where your parents are?

he did

        they were out on the town

Be a good boy, unzip me.

she was fleshy

                the top of the zipper was buried under her hair at the nape of her neck

she was taller than he

he got on his tiptoes

hand on her shoulder

she smelled like freshbaked bread

Got it?

   I do

In one long motion, don’t be herkyjerky with it.

Am I ever

   No.  You’re not.

I know whaya want

he unzipped her

                  nape to her cluneal cleft

she tilted her head forward

                             shrugged

her flesh casuallyslipped from her

sleeves

shaking her hands they fellaway

leggings

         raised a foot shook fleshfree then the other

Aaah. That's better.

she turned

             faced him

shapelymolded cups

xylophone ribs

serpentine spine

hips cradle

bivalve lust

              looked good enough to eat  or hang beautifully in a butchers cooler 

she pointed out the window

                              Look.

a red sun was bleeding through the trees

entered through the window

                               anointed her

he imagined crimson waterballoons

                                      when they broke they threw light

Be a good boy, unzip me.

                           her words still in his ears                                                                 

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