MAX IS FIXEDA Poem by Terry CollettMAX AND ANOTHER MAN'S WIFEI don’t know what that son of a b***h said but it’s all lies said Max I never touched his lady I wouldn’t have touched her with a proverbial barge pole but he’s always had it in for me that schmuck he thinks just because he’s got himself a good job and lives in a big house and drives a posh car that I’m just slum waste but I showed him when I knocked on his door when he was at work and his lady let me in to fix the waste pipe and once I got it fixed she put her arms about my waist and pulled me onto the sofa and began kissing me like some cat on heat and I remembered seeing the Degas painting on the wall one of those ballet paintings and as she unzipped my pants and entered in I could hear Ella Fitzgerald singing on the hifi her voice reaching inside of me and up to the big blue sky. © 2011 Terry Collett |
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Added on November 1, 2011 Last Updated on November 1, 2011 AuthorTerry 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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