Sunday, March 10, 2013

 

The Walk

He happened to stare
into The Bonnie Tart.

His exes at tea and
they beckoned him.

"So what are you two plot-
ting?" came out with
double the edge

he intended. "I'd say
laughter," laughed

Mizbeth. "And I'd add
giggling," giggled Lil.

Nothing about ex-husbands,
they insisted, reminding that
they knew each other

before him. "Just wonderful
plain old gossip!" Mizbeth
stressed. “But actually we
were plotting.”

“Yeah! Putting a dome of glass
over this weird borough and
having sex professors come

study it!” So, true girltalk. Thus tacked
he from the most surreal of it. Though

not before a humongous chocolate
chip cookie they treated him to.

On the net that evening he found it among
eleven bombshell foods and popped a Zantac.

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