Well girls,
’tis spring,
early days,
but still,
I got the suede jacket out,
and it’s looser,
than last year,
makes me feel good.
Some strange characters,
in the bookstore today,
and some that make you,
feel,
tender and mushy,
like the big guy,
who asks shyly,
where the,
sexuality books are,
and then brings to,
the counter a book,
entitled,
L’orgasme Feminin,
sweet,
he was,
a little embarrassed,
but,
said he would come back,
he had to pick up,
his wife,
adorable,
a man who seeks,
a better orgasm,
for his wife,
sweet.
A few weirdos,
it’s the full moon,
this week,
don’t tell me about, how there is no scientific evidence that the full moon affects people, twenty-five years experience working with the public, for me, trumps that.
Some slightly seedy,
looking character,
who wants,
to sell me,
antique books,
these would be,
old dictionaries,
he found in the recycling,
I know I walked by them,
I tried not to laugh,
when he said,
“I could let ’em go for twenty bucks.”
That kind of day,
not bad,
not good,
just weird.
I’m feeling,
pretty weird myself,
maybe I’ll take,
a few days,
off.
still trying to decide.
Later girls,
be well,
enjoy the rebirth of spring,
BB
