Jim Creston

Keeper - Poem by Jim Creston

Since winter will not go away in Minneapolis....


You know it's a good read when you pull it from bed,
and take it to the pisser,
read it while standing.

Like a fun-girl, she stands with,
I hold her in my left hand,
she's parted,
my head tilted,
skimming her lines.

Two t-shirts on, pulled above my navel.
Mid March with 2 feet of snow on the ground,
damn winter,
it will not go away.
My underwear pulled and pinned beneath my balls,
I read,
trickle a little,
then some more.
Bring her back to bed,
and like the perfect being she is,
lying face down,
spread open,
to satisfy me.

Jim Creston
March 2001
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 12, 2013

Poem Edited: Tuesday, October 8, 2013

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