18.2.24


I was walking uptown caught my reflection in a storefront window. I was slouchingmy gut hanging out . shitty posture.
Fuck me.

Sounds of it nobodyd look at you let alone fuck ya

Oh great . . wonderful . thanks for the sympathy.

Sympathy nah  none for you yakiddin

You couldn’t support me tell me to straightenup walk right?

I wasnt there
Right now. Not then.

Buddy Ive told you  I don see men
                                     Aint a damn thing they got I want
You see 'em . .
. . I don  Coudnt care less

You’re looking at me, you see me.

Were conversing shooting pool Im tryin to teach you to see the table see likely shots  other possibities see improbable shots
      Tryin to teach you the angles  Feel em

But you won’t help me with my posture.

he threw this shoulders back tightened his gut started to strut
                                                                  This is how I ought to be walking, carrying myself.

Ya got it There you go
                         Ya don need my help

But when you see me . .
. . I aint walkinround with you  On you bro

he watched him walk beside the tablereverse field walk back again  reverse
                                                                                  he began laughing
What’s so goddamn funny?

Looks like ya got something up your ass

That’s what I’m thinking. If I got something up my ass I’ll walk erect
                                                                         he howled
What’s so funny?

A sec he sputtered
                         A secgimme a sec

You’re laughing at me.

he nodded hed suppressed his laughter  silently laughed
                                                                   kept nodding

What’s so damn funny asshole

Wooo
         You

What? he was visibly irritatedcolour rising in his face
                                                             at least he quit strutting
he leaned on the table both hands holding the cuestick
What?

Wooo  calmer
                   So . .
. . So what?

Yasee how erect gay guys walk  Great postures
                                                        You coud learn a thing or several from em

1430,  Saturday,  17  2. 24
1123,  Sunday,  18  2. 24

the night silvered the sliding glass door

their reflection in it was soft  ethereal
                                               sensual
he stood behind her held her tight

she felt him grow

she pushed back against him

he pushed forward
                      their breaths came high in their chests

slowly their breathing
                           rhymed

silently  they deliberated


they deliberated driving to his house   pros  cons
                                                       ardor smoked their breaths
theyd been friends a long time

would sex change that
they didnt want to change
                              was it  worth the risk


breathing high in their chest

   who would decide


as he held her her arms were at her side

they gazed at their soft reflection
                                   like it were a dream


she moved one hand her fingers   rest them on his thigh
                                                              they questioned  like octopus tentacles

they hadnt committed

his embrace didnt lessen


What do we do? unsaid

Wha to do answered unsaid

I want you.

I want you  I wanted you when we met
                                          I thought thawas insane  You smelled like freshbaked bread

I wanted you . . . . inside . . me.

I wanted to be inside you

You bought me a drink.

Lemon Drop Martini The bartender apologised the correct cocktail glas . .
. . I didn’t ca . .
. . You didnt

We toasted.
Yes

We talked over each other.

We did

To new friends.
New friends

                   he released her
his handhis fingers went to her hand they twined like snakes  clasped
                                                                           his other hand he went to her throat
they watched in the glass

his reflection moved its hand to her breast  squeezed  kneaded it
                                                                          his hand went to the pearl button at high at her throat
          undid it
their fingers twined fiercely

another pearl button undone

Were doing this.

   his deep breaths answered



they watched in the nightsilvered glass

0813,  Reggaefriday,  16  2. 24
0941,  Sunday,  18  2. 24