Loving

Farrago

Minuscule Storm

Humus

Selfie

Anima

Desiderium

His appearance did not scream ruckus nor did it hint at shenanigans 

Mild through he seemed

A vein of mischief threaded through him

Fusing to his heart

Wrapping itself around the oracle of his essence

Inescapable hilarity brewed beneath his pale balmy exterior

Binding him up

Bubbling out

Bursting forth 

Impossible to contain

Creating an unstoppable laughing man

Spreading his clamorous contagion

The people roared with delight

Venerating his drollery

Idolizing his hoopla

But he dreamed of an interruption

"Stop!" he screamed 

"Il me faut arête!"

A profound desiderium consumed him

He ached for silence 

Craved reticence

Longed for just one moment of brusqueness

He drifted past the point of no return

And decided to stay

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Equality

You raffish men

Always with an eye for the pretties

Your tiny brain undressing us

Dreaming of just a brief peek

Thinking of our soft mouths wrapped around your non-thinking parts

And henceforth going deep within us

But gentlemen

Mind you

When a mild-mannered pretty smiles at your face 

She imagines it in carnal ecstasy 

When she looks down in apparent modesty 

Her eyes brush your loins

She thinks cut or uncut

A hand's breadth or width

She too would like to lay her gentle cat's paw upon your belly

Drawing it downward in anticipation of wanton lust

We want our share

And though you gentlemen jump to oblige us in the bedroom

You do not bare your total nakedness for all to see

On big screens

Small screens

In ads

On billboards

Oh the occasional bum makes an appearance

Sculpted chests proliferate 

But alas we must make do 

For no brave dangling parts emerge

Your shyness deprives us

Perhaps a modicum of smallness prevents the unveiling 

Indeed 

We bare it all 

Now come hither gentlemen

We believe in the equanimity of taking turns

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Balderdash

My Dear Sir

You interrupt my thoughts

Intrude upon my mindfulness and

Fill my head with balderdash

You display extraordinary nerve
Prancing about

Festooning my brain with your handsomeness

Sprinkling it with your erudite hodgepodge 

Distracting me

Leaving me dazed beyond succor

You sir create a bawdy hullabaloo 

With your delicious carousing

And your luscious gallivanting 

You leave me no peace

You traipse willy-nilly through my essence

Popping up in your spiffy raffish duds

Really sir I pray you 

Leave me be

You torture me to the point of ribald cantankerousness and shameless debauchery

Your shenanigans rumble about my psyche upending all that is decent

Reducing me to a whirling tirade of insignificance

Then sir you amble off

Leaving one simple periwinkle 

A small blue reminder to temper my foolishness

You lollygag as you go

Grinning and winking

Twirling about

And while I skedaddle to return to a semblance of propriety

Attempting to beget order out of your leftover ruckus

You tiptoe back and knock it all over again

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Bugbear

Aftermath

Sixty-Seven

So the young'uns at work thought 61?

A flattering fine guess you said

At 67...

You collect social security

You use Medicare

You must be rich they said

Rolling in the dough they thought

You laughed

Not bucks you said

But...

Wealth abounds in your life...

A dashing son and a lively daughter...

The king's choice they told us

A wife looking after you...

Married men live longer than singles

Good friends...

The B movie club...

A youthful outlook...

Seventeen thousand songs on your iPod...

And your important parts still work

Yep...

Happy birthday

Left-leaning

Old hippy

Zen humanist

Tim!

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