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Store Voyeur
There was a lengthy queue in lingerie
so I was fortunate to commandeer
the single vacant chair
right by the changing room
alongside a leggy potted plant
Sitting as still as I could
I attempted invisibility
back straight
body language proclaiming:
"Nothing here to hide"
with my right eye fixed
firmly on the Washington Post
left eye secretly
squinting down the line
They came
in all shapes and sizes
hopefuls young and old
clutching flimsies
brandishing bras
in gleeful anticipation
sometimes dangling them
a few inches from my face
waving excitedly as they passed
The scent of bedroom adventure
up close and personal
hung tense in the air
I became a lusty pirate
ashore after a long voyage
swashbuckling my bawdy course
over oceans of womanly perfume
caressed by satin and silk
my cutlass slashing cubicle curtains
as I leapt through the changing room
screaming: Hurrah!
Behind me
the assistant coughed:
"Excuse me, sir...
You've been here rather a long time
Are you waiting for
someone?"
Reluctantly I arose,
thankful for that Post
to help mask embarrassment
a slow shuffle for the exit
rekindling the thrill
of my secret silk and lace
so I was fortunate to commandeer
the single vacant chair
right by the changing room
alongside a leggy potted plant
Sitting as still as I could
I attempted invisibility
back straight
body language proclaiming:
"Nothing here to hide"
with my right eye fixed
firmly on the Washington Post
left eye secretly
squinting down the line
They came
in all shapes and sizes
hopefuls young and old
clutching flimsies
brandishing bras
in gleeful anticipation
sometimes dangling them
a few inches from my face
waving excitedly as they passed
The scent of bedroom adventure
up close and personal
hung tense in the air
I became a lusty pirate
ashore after a long voyage
swashbuckling my bawdy course
over oceans of womanly perfume
caressed by satin and silk
my cutlass slashing cubicle curtains
as I leapt through the changing room
screaming: Hurrah!
Behind me
the assistant coughed:
"Excuse me, sir...
You've been here rather a long time
Are you waiting for
someone?"
Reluctantly I arose,
thankful for that Post
to help mask embarrassment
a slow shuffle for the exit
rekindling the thrill
of my secret silk and lace
Published 10th Jan 2011
| Edited 15th Jul 2012
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Anonymous
10th Jan 2011 5:28pm
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10th Jan 2011 6:01pm
panties and hanging round lingerie changing rooms is extreme behavior - maybe you do it all the time - but in my book it ain't a normal state of mind.
It's like I told you, we don't all have the same ears as you.
And mine don't need to hear your CAPS lock jerking itself off either.
It's like I told you, we don't all have the same ears as you.
And mine don't need to hear your CAPS lock jerking itself off either.
11th Jan 2011 4:32am
1)Why are people so damn rude here? If you don't like it, move on!
2)I will never be able to shop for panties the same again. I will always be looking for that Washington Post.
I like it.
2)I will never be able to shop for panties the same again. I will always be looking for that Washington Post.
I like it.
11th Jan 2011 5:37am
Thanks for reading, Michelle - appreciate the feedback.
As far as poetry sites go, this one rates mighty low on the rudeness scale. Tho as you have noticed, it only takes one lost ill mannered soul to rock the cradle.
But then maybe DUP has somehow achieved critical mass when we rescued 'holdit' from his pent up desert of self expression, i.e. - for every 2000 poets (approx) there is one village idiot who can't recognize how silly his antics make him look!
11th Jan 2011 10:27am
how hard i laughed at this. bordering tears, actually. i have nothing constructive to say.
27th Nov 2012 00:08am
very good creative writing in here!!! eloquint and inviting... lots of great descriptive moments in the flow of your thought's. caught me guessing what role the male played n rolled when it came to the end! keep grindin
