Fly Me! Poem by Dónall Dempsey

You come back
from the loo

shiny shiny shoes

Air hostess hat
perches upon

your head at
a jaunty angle.

I notice
that you smile.

I notice
too
you are
(‘cept for hat and shoes)
very...eh...naked!

You take me through
all the usual procedures

tell me that the exits are
here here & here

but that they
are all

securely locked

and that there is no escape
from your lust.

I gasp
as you inflate your Mae West

turn off
the light
little candles
light up the way to the bed.

You inform me
that if you are too much
for me

an oxygen mask
will fall

from the headboard
of your canopied bed.

“Now, is there anything else
you enquire politely
“that I can get you? ”

“Coffee...tea...me? ”

“A stiff
drink! ”

I hear my voice
almost an octave

higher

coming in to land on

Cloud 9!