Saturday, 4 September 2010

Review

he ran his
small
fat
hands across the hair of her outer thigh
and looked into her
good eye
leaned in
and brushed his mid-life crises
against the rim of her glasses
by mistake

they didn't need words;
she didn't know many
and he
had a speech impediment

some people are meant to be alone

(c) Dave Selby 2010

1 comment:

  1. The title makes no sense to me, which I like. Do you intend to perform it?

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