Night Music: Under The BoardwalkApril 4, 2022
Poem: Finger PaintingApril 4, 2022
It was a spontaneous gesture
— unplanned, unexpected
completely out of place
compared to her routine liquid grace —
but one that cannot be erased.
Her aura, the gentle appearance;
soft natural makeup,
the smart marquisette frock,
the deliberately misplaced lock
of hair; her exact air was grazed
in that simple moment of caution
released and disentrenched.
The extended finger,
— erect, phallic, rude — didn’t linger;
but he felt it to whom it was raised.