a wandering eye
an unguarded look
leads on
to entanglement
after entanglement
better to stare at ones feet
than be led around by ones dick
still -
what is a party for?
***
two crows
a third
they walk
cautiously across the road
seeking food
and diversion -
beautiful women
occasionally walk by
and my neck cranes
to see
***
the crickets chirp
my wife snorts off my advances
like a startled horse
a drunken, startled horse.
not that I’ve ever fucked a horse.
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