__________by Charlene Hayden
After the big 8
on the "Build Line,"
muscles ache with purple pain.
Arms and legs are
rubber decoys..........
don't wanna see
another transmission.........
I take the zombie
route straight home.
She greets me at
our door.
Her kiss burns white hot.
Mine, a limp ember.
At bedtime, when "Rest"
and "Relaxation" meet
"Teddy" and "Lace,"
she lovingly leads me
to her fountain;
warm, wet, parted exstasy.
I dive in and drink
'til we're both satisfied.
