Looking After Zeus

Dory Anne stood idle, waiting
stark in repose red from the light in the window
smooth black crescent erasing his crooked spine
the C-minor chord of his bald cleft moon
pulling on thin threads spread between
breast and collar bone
translucent mini dress
cross hatch stockings o'er a lady's long legs

Zeus in his gray winter coat a patient
voyeur from the living room couch
pink tongue panting wild animal eyes
glowing and salivating
the honor of his loyalty to his mater
unmatched, noted
waiting
until dawn's intrusive and sudden sunrise
we in slate-eyed respite
we in red-eyed repose
skin spent of love's making
Dory Anne and I walking him through downtown
paths to his morning piss.

TA