everyone over the age of
seventy,
is reading the joy of sex.
the illustrated
version
with real photographs
of real people
not those stick figures
charcoal sketched
who neither bend or flex.
the discussion
is short and brief.
one woman says. oh,
i remember trying that once
with Edgar,
it was fun, but he hurt his
back
and was never the same
after that.
another man has to excuse
himself
and go into the bathroom
taking
the book with him.
the discussion goes dead
after
a while.
and someone says, let's have
a drink.
so the drinking begins,
martinis go around,
the lights go down.
someone puts on the some music
from their phone.
dancing ensues.
what's the next book we're
discussing
yells betty and joe,
from the coat room.
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