Post 100

É uma poesia que apareceu no meu email esta manhã. Tive de a postar e assim se fizeram 100 postes:

Blue

The director changes the sheets
himself, tucks in a fitted bottom,
turns back the top one, and sighs.

"This is a threesome," he says, "so
it's you over here, Suzanne. You down
there, Bob. And Meg, wherever, okay?"

It's pretty early, but we try hard.
Once it was cops and jail time. Now it's
Aids and all that stuff.

But if you're careful it pays the bills
and then some. It's almost never as
sick as the stuff you see on TV,

and every now and then it's really
lovely, one of those kindnessesnobody understands.

Poem: "Blue" by Ron Koertge from Fever. © Red Hen Press.