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“... a pair of what
appear to be humans
Appear to be loving.”
from “Judging Distances”
by Henry Reed
There was something
About her upright smile
He never quite got,
Maybe it was the orientation,
Or was it the location?
She kept it
Covered and concealed,
And his timing wasn’t the best,
About noon,
When he was looking for action,
She took her break.
So he came back
Early, to get another chance,
A new viewing angle, but
She had already
Flashed through shoes and
moved on to underwear.
He was left to the only pleasure left,
Undressing her with his eyes,
Not as good as the story
He told, but at least
She was satisfied with the bargain.
Alan Bender
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