he blew out the scattered coloured
candles on his lemon meringue pie his
eyes bright pleased with his birthday wish
Goodness, she said, you looked very
pleased with your wi . .
. . I am Yawanna know
I don’t want to know. If you tell
me it won’t come true.
Ive only had one come true an that was you she blushed An how long ago was that Year in an
out modest wishes Rare an you were the rare one that came true
I dont think Im jeopardising it
Well, I must say . .
.
. Must you . .
.
. Oh but I must, I must . .
. . Then
say say say
they were having to much fun
they barbecued steaks grilled
onions and asparagus had ice cold beer on the porch and after dinner sipped
Writers Tears Irish before she when inside and returned with the pie that she
made from scratch
pie from scratch that was a hurtle
a hurtle she made look easy
it wasnt often one of his mothers
dishes or dessert that she made for him that then another woman made which sent his Maws
effort packing
and he didnt pull punches
he was anxious to eat the
pie but his wish sparking in his brain caused a surfeit forest fire among the wood stored there
he was on fire
You’re eyes are crazy.
Like sparks
Yeah!
Like hot ash rising off a fire
Yeah.
Yah Im hot to share with you
Not too hot, baby, we got fireworks after pie.
she leered
she didnt leer wellmade him laugh
You’re laughing at my leering?
I am
Dammit! I’ve been practicing in
a mirror too.
he roared with laughter
Babe you got bedroom eyes Youre not lewd enough to le . .
. . I can be
lewd.
Im lewd Youre lascivious
Means the same.
Yah But lascivious rhymes better with luscious and bodacious an voluptuous an . .
. . Are you trying to charm my
pants off?
I am How am I doin
Getting there, moist.
Ofuck
Lets get on with my wish
You really want to neuter it?
Neuter Are you making a guess
It has to do with neutering?
Nah not neuter per se But somewhat in the neighbourhood
A birthday wish in the neutering
neighbourhood? Jesus.
Ahhuh
You’re killing me. It won’t ruin my appetite for pie? It’s a damn fine
pie, I think I’ve outdone myself.
Thats not like you
Well, on a rare occasion I can
blow my horn.
he started unbuttoning his pantswearing a huge grin on his face Christ Start blowin
Would you stop?
Wha bad mannersforeplay before pie
Not bad manners. I think if I
remember, correctly . . last year.
Yes Last year
But last year you weren’t touting
your wish, I want to hear.
Okay slowly harrumphing as he did he rebuttoned
his pants
she watched him button every
button
when he finished Okay Youll
remember the combination
I will.
Im counting on you
I won’t let you down, baby.
So, your wish.
My wish
I wished that huckster and cunt
was transported to New Yorkhis old stomping grounds slapped in a white orderlys
get-up gloves no masks and take dead bodies from quarantined wards down to an
iced UHaul in the parking lot load them ride with them then carry them into
a mortuary
Anso
That’s an astonishing birthday
wish.
Aint it
I hope it comes true.
