CAKE BUSINESS 1977A Poem by Terry CollettA MAN IN ACAKE WAREHOUSE IN 1977You moved the cakes from the rack and put them on the pallet carefully so they wouldn't fall, you gazed at the metal note board where the cake orders were 20 cupcakes you read and moved on to where the cupcakes were stacked, Natanya the night before stretched out on the bed arms spread wide legs likewise you undressing studying her fruits, Socrates est negativa you had read in some book before you climbed the stairs to bed questo non è mondo reale the Italian guy had said, you handed down the cupcakes and placed them on the pallet carefully against the side next to the ginger cakes, Natanya watched as you undressed muttering about this or that warm up game you undressed stood there waiting your piece proud, nessun altro mondo the other Italian guy said in the book you read, you moved the pallet on to the next cake section and studied the list 40 Sandwich cakes you handled the cakes in between your hands and on to the pallet someone had inked Led Zeppelin rock on the pallet back, Natanya moved to the side of the bed as you sat there games? She said if you want you said and she moved over you and mouthed you, questo è il mondo reale the Italian replied and you closed the book and walked the stairs, the list of cakes was completed and you pushed the pallet to the checkers who checked the cakes with the list, you mused I couldn't do that brain deadening job unless pissed. © 2016 Terry Collett |
StatsAuthorTerry CollettUnited KingdomAboutTerry Collett has been writing since 1971 and published on and off since 1972. He has written poems, plays, and short stories. He is married with eight children and eight grandchildren. on January 27t.. more..Writing
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