- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Divine Intervention
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So there I was, ten twenty-three
by the clock radio on the night stand,
jacking off while Jean was
watching TV in the living room,
Law and Order: Special Victims Unit,
when the angel of god appears:
silken robes, wings, halo, the whole schtick.
Turns out, though, it's only the god
of small household appliances.
Seems I don't rate anyone higher.
She said she could work something out
with the vacuum cleaner
if I really believed, but hey,
that would have interrupted Jean's show
and I'm not THAT kind of jerk,
just the run-of-the-mill male kind,
know what I mean? So she blesses
the clock radio and splits.
Fortunately, I didn't break rhythm
and had a BITCHIN' orgasm.
Those silken robes don't leave much
to the imagination, ya dig?
I haven't had to reset
the clock radio since,
and it no longer receives
the local cowboy country station.
(c) 2010 MusicianElf
- COMMENTS
MusicianElfover 11 years agoAuthorPossibly because:
1) He didn't want to shoot too fast when her TV show was over and she came to bed
2) That time of the month
3) She can no longer stand the thought of touching him.
HarryHillover 11 years agothat Tazz had the only comment...delightful write 5 stars by this uncouth country boy
