Oh don’t worry about me
said Anne
as you pushed her
in the wheelchair
along the avenue
of trees
towards the small
summer house
I can give as good
as I get
you stopped outside
the summer house
I guess you can
you said
Just because
I’ve only the one
******* leg
doesn’t mean
I can’t stand
on my own foot
and she laughed
and rocked the wheelchair
and you watched
her shoulders rise
and fall
and then she said
Open the doors
of the summer house then
Skinny Boy
I don’t want to hang
around out here
like a ****** outside
a ****** door
so you opened the doors
of the summer house
and wheeled her in
and closed the doors
behind you
and she breathed in
the warm air
Here will do
Anne said
and you set her
by the back
and waited
by her side
and looked down
at her black hair
and the pink blouse
and the way her head
tilted to one side
Well sit down
beside me then
don’t stand there
like a limp thingamabob
on a wedding night
Ok
you said
and pulled a small chair
next to her
and she put her hand
on your knee
and gave it a squeeze
and said
Just me and you Skinny Boy
you in your short trousers
and me in my pink blouse
and flowery dress
they insist I wear
so as not to show
off my stump
and you felt
her fingers ride
along your thigh
and you put your hand
over hers to stop
the journey
of her fingers
and she said
Getting romantic Skinny Boy?
want to have a grab
of my stump?
and she took hold
of your wrist
and placed your hand
on her leg
There you go
she said
have a feel
and there was a sudden
burst of sunlight
through the glass
of the summer house
and she kissed your cheek
and somewhere outside
in the grounds
children played
and some kid laughed
but her hand
held you fast
and so there getting hot
you stayed.
Jun 13, 2012
Jun 13, 2012 at 2:21 AM UTC
Oh don’t worry about me
said Anne
as you pushed her
in the wheelchair
along the avenue
of trees
towards the small
summer house
I can give as good
as I get
you stopped outside
the summer house
I guess you can
you said
Just because
I’ve only the one
******* leg
doesn’t mean
I can’t stand
on my own foot
and she laughed
and rocked the wheelchair
and you watched
her shoulders rise
and fall
and then she said
Open the doors
of the summer house then
Skinny Boy
I don’t want to hang
around out here
like a ****** outside
a ****** door
so you opened the doors
of the summer house
and wheeled her in
and closed the doors
behind you
and she breathed in
the warm air
Here will do
Anne said
and you set her
by the back
and waited
by her side
and looked down
at her black hair
and the pink blouse
and the way her head
tilted to one side
Well sit down
beside me then
don’t stand there
like a limp thingamabob
on a wedding night
Ok
you said
and pulled a small chair
next to her
and she put her hand
on your knee
and gave it a squeeze
and said
Just me and you Skinny Boy
you in your short trousers
and me in my pink blouse
and flowery dress
they insist I wear
so as not to show
off my stump
and you felt
her fingers ride
along your thigh
and you put your hand
over hers to stop
the journey
of her fingers
and she said
Getting romantic Skinny Boy?
want to have a grab
of my stump?
and she took hold
of your wrist
and placed your hand
on her leg
There you go
she said
have a feel
and there was a sudden
burst of sunlight
through the glass
of the summer house
and she kissed your cheek
and somewhere outside
in the grounds
children played
and some kid laughed
but her hand
held you fast
and so there getting hot
you stayed.
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