poem of the day 01.04.11

monogamous

as soon
as the teen girl
with the tight ass
leaves

she tisks and shakes her head

she turns to me
and says

those young girls
are always
flirting with you
i don’t understand it

girls have no pride
these days, she says

where were they
when i was younger
and could’ve used them?

i say

women have always
shown up too late
for me

what do you mean?
she asks

i mean
i can’t do anything
with them now

that’s good, she says
looking at my wedding ring

i like a man
who’s monotonous

monogamous, i say

she stops
and looks at me
it means the same thing, right?

in most cases
and for most people, i say

monotony is good, she says

then we watch
as the teen girl bends over
to tie her shoes

showing half
of a golden ass
with no panties to speak of

an ass
almost as smooth
as an ice cream cone
on a warm summer day