A RESTORER'S LOT
I had to break her horny back
the old victorian lady
as her twists and turns in tortuous wood
pissed but upright in dotage stood
facing a crippled future.
I took her, hammered and levered
her fine entrails.
She sagged, gave way
diagnosis revealed
a lady's problem, dried out with time
mortise and tenons locked in dry embrace
yet still maintaining a brocaded face.
Slipping the white stuff into her joints
I braced her in the formal manner,
stepped back to see her underwear
removed with tender love, smiled
and phoned the old lady who owned her
job done, my task complete
the victorian chair regained her composure
while I nursed my ailing back,
glad to get off my feet.
raypool
Fri 5th Feb 2016 17:29
I'm caught on the horns of a dilemma now - but Laura has exposed my weakness, so I must take stock and use effects wisely! Stu
Thanks for noticing.