Friday, May 22, 2009

Bissage Attempts a Poem

Two lesbians in their prime power-walking the suburban cul-de-sac
sleek as seals

Hip against hip, arms interlocked.

Striding black leopard lycra
Fast and strong, past every suburban lawn.
Fast and strong, united as one, posture perfect, fast and strong.

Garage window lawyer peeking-spying-pudgy-graying

Proud.

They stop to admire his peonies.

1 comment:

Bissage said...

Peonies . . .

That's a kind of flower, right?

But it sounds like penis and they're, like, hot lesbians, right?

Hey, wait a minute . . .

Was that a masturbation joke?

Yeah, it was.

Now I get it.