Three For AB

When I was a little boy growing up in the former home of the Confederacy, years, decades, and at least— two culture shifts ago…there… ladies didn’t seem to cotton up to having their ears pierced. They favored those clip on ear-ring things. I was fascinated by how a women would remove said ear-ring thing when answering a telephone.

Each ladies technique was a bit different, they all had their own style and grace. I believe this was my very first conscious erotic understanding. And it’s never left me.

After posting a NaPoWrMo poem into a private post, a world-class poet from jolly old England suggested— understandably–that there may be a fetish component to the work.

And that’s the sole reason for this post.

Thank you.

Tack Into The Wind

her long legs make me
mutter
how her long legs make me
shudder
as I watch her heel to
rudder
tack into the wind

Clue

high heels
on hardwood
floor me

some frames
border fetish
margin call

must lust
rust rigid
sentimentality

dangled shoe
a red herring
after all

Your Eyes

If I favor your leg
are you subject to fetish
when it’s your gait
I’m really queer for

if I amend that to say…
it’s how you carry yourself,
walk the talk.

do I lie, dissemble
or tattle-tale

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