TWAK!

Twak!
  
A knife embeds itself
  
in the space just
by her left ear
  
as if the wood
gulped it...****** it
  
in
its glint
  
vibrating still.
  
In her head
she plans
  
dinner.
  
She stares
at her husband
  
remembers how
he had come
  
to court her
...twak!
  
Another knife
flashes spitefully
  
narrowly missing
her other ear
  
a little
bubble of blood
  
like a stud
earring blossoming

on a wobbly
earlobe.
  
'Ouch! '
she whispers
  
to herself
guilty
  
at such an over
reaction
  
oh how he had
excited her
  
  
her head
in a spin
  


saying he
was in
  
show business
  

her world
revolves
  

about him
the next knife
  

impregnates itself
in the space
  

between her
legs
  

like a tuning fork  
it hums
  
  
her excitement
builds
  

a splinter of
wood
  

nestles in her
left inner thigh.
  

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist.
  

The shimmy of her
spangles
  

as the lights catch
her
  

a little
gasp
  
  

she faces him
boldly
  


afraid &
un-afraid
  
upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy
  
she still so
proud of her

husband's skill
to tantalise her
  

his unerring
accuracy
  
the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's assistant)

as well
as wife.

Twak!

TWAK!

Twak!
  
A knife embeds itself
  
in the space just
by her left ear
  
as if the wood
gulped it...******
  
in
its glint
  
vibrating still.
  
In her head
she plans
  
dinner.
  
She stares
at her husband
  
remembers how
he had come
  
to court her
...twak!
  
Another knife
flashes spitefully
  
narrowly missing
her other ear
  
a little
bubble of blood
  
like a stud
earring blossoming

on a wobbly
earlobe.
  
'Ouch! '
she whispers
  
to herself
guilty
  
at such an over
reaction.
  
Oh how he had
excited her
  
her head
in a spin
  
saying he
was in
  
show business.

Her world
revolves
  
about him
the next knife
  
impregnates itself
in the space
  
between her
legs
  
like a tuning fork  
it hums

her excitement
builds
  
a tiny splinter of
wood
  
nestles in her
left inner thigh.

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist.
  
The shimmy of her
spangles
  
as the lights catch
her
  
a little
gasp as
  
she faces him
boldly
  
afraid &
un-afraid
  
upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy
  
she still so
proud of her

husband's skill
to tantalise her
  
his unerring
accuracy
  
the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's assistant)

as well
as wife.

A loud sea
of applause.

Twak!  


*

She had run away to show business. He was exotic...the blindfolded knife thrower who swept her off her feet. Oh the roar of the grease paint the smell of the crowd. Now the circus was just the humdrum ordinary world and she was finding it hard...to get...into...her costume. She still found the act itself exciting especially those near misses. It was the only thing they ever had a row about. The whistle through the air and then the shocking suddenness of the arrival of the knife with its capitalised sharp exclamation point. . .TWAK!
And when she was up she was up and when she was down she was...TWAK! It was always the knife between the legs that drew the biggest baited breath from both the audience and her self. She had to admit it still turned her on but there was dinner to think about and other mundane things like the baby's whooping cough. Oh the exotic...the ****** and the ordinariness as hubby went about his work.

TWAK!

Twak!
  
A knife embeds itself
  
in the space just
by her left ear
  
as if the wood
gulped it...******
  
in
its glint
  
vibrating still.
  
In her head
she plans
  
dinner.
  
She stares
at her husband
  
remembers how
he had come
  
to court her
...twak!
  
Another knife
flashes spitefully
  
narrowly missing
her other ear
  
a little
bubble of blood
  
like a stud
earring blossoming

on a wobbly
earlobe.
  
'Ouch! '
she whispers
  
to herself
guilty
  
at such an over
reaction.
  
Oh how he had
excited her
  
her head
in a spin
  
saying he
was in
  
show business.

Her world
revolves
  
about him
the next knife
  
impregnates itself
in the space
  
between her
legs
  
like a tuning fork  
it hums

her excitement
builds
  
a tiny splinter of
wood
  
nestles in her
left inner thigh.

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist.
  
The shimmy of her
spangles
  
as the lights catch
her
  
a little
gasp as
  
she faces him
boldly
  
afraid &
un-afraid
  
upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy
  
she still so
proud of her

husband's skill
to tantalise her
  
his unerring
accuracy
  
the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's assistant)

as well
as wife.

A loud sea
of applause.

Twak!

TWAK!

Twak!
  
A knife embeds itself
  
in the space just
by her left ear
  
as if the wood
gulped it...****** it
  
in
its glint
  
vibrating still.
  
In her head
she plans
  
dinner.
  
She stares
at her husband
  
remembers how
he had come
  
to court her
...twak!
  
Another knife
flashes spitefully
  
narrowly missing
her other ear
  
a little
bubble of blood
  
like a stud
earring blossoming

on a wobbly
earlobe.
  
'Ouch! '
she whispers
  
to herself
guilty
  
at such an over
reaction
  
oh how he had
excited her
  
  
her head
in a spin
  


saying he
was in
  
show business
  

her world
revolves
  

about him
the next knife
  

impregnates itself
in the space
  

between her
legs
  

like a tuning fork  
it hums
  
  
her excitement
builds
  

a splinter of
wood
  

nestles in her
left inner thigh.
  

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist.
  

The shimmy of her
spangles
  

as the lights catch
her
  

a little
gasp
  
  

she faces him
boldly
  


afraid &
un-afraid
  
upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy
  
she still so
proud of her

husband's skill
to tantalise her
  

his unerring
accuracy
  
the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's assistant)

as well
as wife.

Twak!

TWAK!

A knife embeds itself

in the space just
by her left ear

as if the wood
gulped it...****** it

in
its glint

vibrating still.

In her head
she plans

dinner.

She stares
at her husband

remembers how
he had come

to court her
...twak!

Another knife
flashes spitefully

narrowly missing
her other ear

a little
bubble of blood

like a stud
earring blossoming

on a wobbly
earlobe.

'Ouch! '
she whispers

to herself
guilty

at such an over
reaction

oh how he had
excited her

her head
in a spin

saying he
was in

show business

her world
revolves

about him
the next knife

impregnates itself
in the space

between her
legs

like a tuning fork
it hums

her excitement
builds

a splinter of
wood

nestles in her
left inner thigh.

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist.

The shimmy of her
spangles

as the lights catch
her

a little
gasp

she faces him
boldly

afraid &
un-afraid

upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy

she still so
proud of her

husband's skill
to tantalise her

his unerring
accuracy

the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's assistant)

as well
as wife.

Twak!

TWAK!

a knife embeds itself
in the space just
by her left ear

as if the wood
gulped it...****** it
in its glint

vibrating still.
In her head
she plans dinner

she stares
at her husband
remembers how

he had come
to court her
...twak!

another knife
flashes spitefully
narrowly missing

her other ear
a little
bubble of blood

like a stud
earring blossoming
on a wobbly earlobe

'Ouch! '
she whispers
to herself guilty

at such
an over
reaction

oh how he had
excited her
her head in a spin

saying he
was in
show business

her world revolves
about him
the next knife

impregnates itself
in the space
between her legs

like a tuning fork
it hums
her excitement builds

a splinter of wood
nestles in her
left inner thigh

'Wow...nice! '
she becomes moist
the shimmy of her

spangles
as the lights catch
her

a little gasp
she faces him
boldly

afraid & un-afraid
upside down now
her world all topsy-turvy

she still so
proud of her
husband's skill

to tantalise her
his unerring
accuracy

the pride of being
(she the knife thrower's
assistant)

as well
as wife
Twak!