23 Feb 2006, 6:04pm
Writing
by David


Elbow Grease

When
have I wanted you less? I know a time.
I had gotten inside the
electricity and was living in Des Moines.
It was the model’s house.
She kept 58 pairs of shoes in the bathroom,
and stirrups.
I wore a sheepskin condom.
I had a pair of soft moccasins that I
loved to hear on the parquet.
Would you like some water? I’ll get it.

One day, we cleaned her tub. I said, “Pretty,
do those knobs look like crosses to you,
they look like X’s, to me.”

We argued.
That was my greatest mistake
so far.