The Little Story

The books he read me

Made me want to dive and torrent 

Why?

You can't help blurting out what you're thinking 

You couldn't make out the details

You didn't even notice until you touched them

Smooth and pale like human heads

We lay and wait for you

Ready to pierce your skin

God knows where you came from

What's that youre saying?

I know what you're getting at

I'm not like those young girls

I just love pleasing 

And you know what we did?

I ran my finger over the stony bed 

And groped in shadowy recesses

Its slippery skin instantly recognizable 

The bottom suddenly seemed to come alive

Another deep breath

A stinging blow 

Snapping fierce and painful

After that I gave up trying 

Fifty years from now 

The ugly scar will still be there 

On my middle finger 

Go on,

Feel it.