Humping

HUMPING

By JCSTREET © 2004

I used to hump them up
against the wall of a stairwell down
from the library
where I typed L/C catalogue cards
on an IBM Selectric they were
expensive then but I have owned
two since; they were

mostly slim and tall, small-
breasted and sterterous-breathed, moistly-
receptive and
musky with longing I
remember all their first and last names the
six or seven from the library that Fall, one
an ex-airline stewardess, faithful but
none too bright, another
lately arrived from Poland though
not from Gdansk a
ballet dancer she
could have crushed me like a python and
did essay a few thigh squeezes

just to intimate
her steely cabled limbs the

shorter ones were breastier
as though God had ordained that they should
be compensated
for never seeing
the fateful throw at the ball game when the crowd
reared up
cheering wildly it was

so easy to come in those days, they
with knee insinuated
twixt my thighs, my
fingers sliding up the lissome stockinged limbs and
past the garters to slip
cunning fingers into
“the place where they would be”

(as Lady Franklin put it so sweetly on her monument to Sir John and his gallant band—of their 1846 demise)

there was a New Zealand girl lately
ex-London and mad for it, a New Zealand girl
who systematically
worked through we lowly clerks
one by one in her
miniscule apartment she
stood not upon the order of her coming
giving it up at the first thrust her
baby ass vibrating
like an exerciser belt she
married a dentist some years later and we
corresponded for a time, but

the sweeter couplings lay beyond

the stacks that separated
us from the cataloguers, those
with BL esses, the quality
women………….

Maggie: laughing and lively this was
much more serious and
left a deep well of grieving when she
moved on but then

a freckled redhead – ex Air Force corporal
renewed my life when
at the office Christmas party
she melted in my arms and
made me whole for the
balance of winter, she

is dead now, Michael
for whom I had worked told me
she was crushed by an 18-wheeler
back in the 70s
up north of the Lakes to
Thunder Bay, she had

always liked compact cars.

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June 14, 2004, Kingston, Ontario