She crossed and then uncrossed
Both her friends and her thighs
Each often and with abandon
The former I found
Less intriguing than the latter
Legs I'd need a ladder to climb
Legs I would consider
Worthy of almost any crime
Her friends now former
Decidedly unbothered and
Unimpressed with attempts at uncrossings
Both legs or otherwise
All those
Half hearted requests for forgiveness
Casual lies and false meekness
Just like the Rubicon once crossed
There can be no going back
Ask Caesar
Who also fell out with his friends in the end
So who can blame former friends
Certainly not I
Focused intently on
Legs I would need a ladder to climb
Which she crosses and uncrosses
So often and with abandon
By: Daniel Smallegange, copyright 2025, all rights reserved.
Some artwork on my wall, by Walter Klassen.
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