We sit by the river
on the grassy bank
our bikes parked by trees
Milka says
no ***
Auntie Flo's come
I look at the water
who's she?
I say
she looks at me darkly
my bad week
she says
I look at her
is that why you
were so long
coming down
this morning
while your mother
was giving me
the works?
What do you mean
the works?
She says moodily
you know
tea and biscuits
offering me stuff
being nice
talking warmly
walking quite seductively
across the room
I say
so while I was having
to bathe myself clean
and stuff
she was coming on
to you?
That's a bit strong
just being nice to me
I reply
she fancies you I bet
if she wasn't
so ancient
she'd be at your door
Milka says
jealous of
your mother?
I say
no annoyed that she
has the nerve
and with you
for encouraging her
you should take pity
on her not
encourage her
Milka says
she pouts her lips
and stares ahead
at the flowing river
I just sat there
didn't have to
encourage her
the tea was nice
and the biscuits
quite scrumptious
I say
aren't I nice
and scrumptious?
She asks
turning and gazing
at me
shame about Auntie
I say
and it is such
a lovely day
and the grass
is quite tall over there
and well that's it
I guess
yes it is
she says
so make the most
of me as I am
and be nice
she kisses me
and we lay down
on the grass
and make the most
of what we have
and curse Auntie's arrival
and she thinks
of what may have been
and I think of her
and try to keep
my thoughts
quite clean.
Jun 2, 2015
Jun 2, 2015 at 1:48 AM UTC
We sit by the river
on the grassy bank
our bikes parked by trees
Milka says
no ***
Auntie Flo's come
I look at the water
who's she?
I say
she looks at me darkly
my bad week
she says
I look at her
is that why you
were so long
coming down
this morning
while your mother
was giving me
the works?
What do you mean
the works?
She says moodily
you know
tea and biscuits
offering me stuff
being nice
talking warmly
walking quite seductively
across the room
I say
so while I was having
to bathe myself clean
and stuff
she was coming on
to you?
That's a bit strong
just being nice to me
I reply
she fancies you I bet
if she wasn't
so ancient
she'd be at your door
Milka says
jealous of
your mother?
I say
no annoyed that she
has the nerve
and with you
for encouraging her
you should take pity
on her not
encourage her
Milka says
she pouts her lips
and stares ahead
at the flowing river
I just sat there
didn't have to
encourage her
the tea was nice
and the biscuits
quite scrumptious
I say
aren't I nice
and scrumptious?
She asks
turning and gazing
at me
shame about Auntie
I say
and it is such
a lovely day
and the grass
is quite tall over there
and well that's it
I guess
yes it is
she says
so make the most
of me as I am
and be nice
she kisses me
and we lay down
on the grass
and make the most
of what we have
and curse Auntie's arrival
and she thinks
of what may have been
and I think of her
and try to keep
my thoughts
quite clean.
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