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HICKORY STIX

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2017-04-20 21:48

'Grey Goose's in the fridge babe!, help yourself'
got the same tight grey Yoga pants on
bathed in the glow of the telly
some adventure show
not sure...sci drama/
my slicker is dripping rain
settling the dust..shes got a vacum
i'll run it in a few days
kicked my dress shoes off
her wind breakers hanging in
the closet..
outside cabbies cruise past
the light bubbles atop the dark
rides streaming color through
the cut glass in the old victorian
door..
I open the cabinet carrying the ice
cold bottle...tip up three fingers
in the china tea cup
without looking away she pats the
couch beside her...enough room
for another...its an old custom hardwood
carved legs...a classic...
I plop down feeling the heat of her leg
as she stretches them out
slumping into the luxury car feel of this
old destiny seater
'have some stix..U seem sad..that'll cheer
up up Bub!'
she cradles the carefully opened bag between
her thighs....her pale fingers delicate holding
four at a time..the perfect teeth munching them
she flips me careful quick looks reading me
I know she will tell me she summoned me
here and I almost believe her
I filled the cats water dish with fresh water
the outline in the upstairs window
tells me its watching the wind and rain
its morning when I wake..a quilt tucked
about me..
the dreams were vivid...as if she unlocked
the portal to the door I locked
the television still is running
but turned low
I trust so few
...
and Love hardly
a soul.....

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Geezer

Fri, 2017-04-21 22:50

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have had a bad cold for days now, but I couldn't resist telling you how much I like this one. I love old Vicky houses and furniture. It always has such a comfy feel about it even when well worn. I have had many pieces of old furniture, mostly because I couldn't afford new or even just more modern second-hand, but never minded, because it has history and is so well made. I love being so comfortable with my woman that we could have the scene you describe. Many nights spent on the couch or big chair with my feet up. Not because she was mad at me, but just didn't want to wake me. I sleep with the tube on low and if she turns it off, I wake, wondering what happened?
Had a few cats, but no more since Wendy became allergic. No longer driving taxi and I miss it. Never thought that I would miss driving nights, but would even do that if I could. all in all, very good work in getting the feeling across. ~your bro, ~ Gee.
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Esker

Sat, 2017-04-22 11:38

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as I slowly evolve into a trust within myself
I can remember those whom were there
trying to bust down that protective ego
and my challenge to all
Many saw the worth in me
and what I did in my own little way

math being a complex thing I cannot fathom
I never did work the transit
although my fave people are the cabbies
we get from mall or to the resturant here
fifteen dollar runs mostly...
I like the radio chatter and the beat of the street
I drove a one ton chev van full of stove stuff doing
late nite deliveries and remember working the
CLIFFSIDE trucks then..the big trucks ..line trucks
had radios and for a time we had the chatter from
the front office....left that in 95' and miss it
all are dead or retired now.
Older furniture was what my girlfriends had
they had houses..marriages..they lived the world
boating..skiing..trips abroad...
got educated...they were the ones who mentored me
in furniture...from their mom dad times...they ordered
custom made furniture...and it was hardy...why people
cherised it then....it just lasted and was made for sitting
lounging..comfort. the modern furniture is not as
resilent but easier to move and wears out fast but
if a decent income people just purchase new...
nothing wrong with either lifestyle..
My women knew I was not fast in the head nor
hustler supreme like some.....in my way i just did it
the old slow foot patrol....and only time i was still
was when i was sleeping.....
only time i would sit with them was when i was
exhausted.....their favorite time to have me around
my voice or foot rub..back rub to them would
give them the rest they needed as most were
activated....old soldiers of the tough times..
thus my respect and theirs to mine...
I loved the high ceilings of the old vickies
and large windows....the quaint lay outs
decorative woodwork...and mature trees
for rain and wind....even though they were
a liability with severe weather or lightning
i am grateful to write in a manner that lets
people relate to the work...what I loved about
books and films still.
thank U too Brother for being here

Mr Steven!

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Esker

Sat, 2017-04-22 11:46

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bumping it up to income and royalties and face on a book
would remove that common in the trenches notion I love
now...for all my ego and attention seeking ...to be really
there is too overwhelmning for me....however...
short stories I enjoy....but I am most happiest here
and on other sites where the real people can relate
to me..or maybe its most important to stay as humble
i think the destructive side of the addiction and lah lah
land would be so easily acessed via the money fame
route......I have worked so hard to have some kind of
touch with others
even though I know the potential to be a viable painter
and wordcraft could be with work..accomplished...
thank U for that compliment though.

Love was difficult and emotionaly turmoiling as a youth
the trust was weaned out after a time
but today I recognize that people are just people
we are all equal
and lives tastes..needs..wants change
i am more then happy to have had the
times I have had with the many blazing
individuals
many who still are delighted in meeting
on the trail as I put it
and take time to make new memories
for life is extremely short
as it should be....

Thank U ...

Mr Steven!

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