A blah Thursday needs fancy bits. Here are my fancy bits:
Two very attractive female cops on the beat stopping to get their lunch.
I wonder what they go for in take-out?
Their white plastic take-out bags dangle and I’m curious.
Did they remember the napkins?
The runner in the turquoise spandex.
Her turquoise bum flesh bobbing.
Kind of luscious.
But also strange.
The slender man with the hip shoes eating the large pastry. He is seated beside me; body odor acute.
He doesn’t seem to smell what I smell. Or does he?
Every time he turns a page of the paper, the funk wafts.
The man needs a woman.
Or a very attentive male.
Fancy pants humanity: my examination.
Who struck your fancy this Thursday?
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The bleached blond woman in her dressup work clothes with extraordinary eyes, large and blue and suprised — like a picture of eyes.
My gravity instructor’s pecks – extremely flat…I don’t know what to make of them!
Prozac Boy watches Red Haired Rebecca,
who watches turquoise bums play a two beat rhythm,
Causing a peak of the eye brow,
Like Spock, wondering if the Captain is looking at his bottom.
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