10/5/2017 Hef Misses Barbi Benton By J.M. GreenHef Misses Barbi Benton Where’s the scarf you wore with morning coffee on the patio where I would appear and you would whimper and look away when I opened my robe and flashed you? Where’s the connection that allowed me to look ridiculous with my little penis exposed in open air and allowed you to scold me like a child playing with mud in his Sunday’s best? “What is wrong with you,” you’d say with the sour mouth – poorly acted I might add. I said nothing, just kissed your hand, twirled you, and wrapped you in a charcoal terry cloth dance. By God every moment with you should be a silver screen moment. I swear if I find your scarf I’ll never defile it the way I did with so many other garments. I had to! I’m a fiscal conservative but a social liberal. And you, you’re a traveler tangled in a dream that isn’t me. Every hand on deck is looking for your scarf and this ship won’t sail one riffle until they find it. You left again, but we’re bishops of love moving in diagonals. I could be patient if I just had the scarf. Tonight, it could satisfy me more than the others. ![]() Bio: J.M. Green is the author of two chapbooks, The Novice Angler (Finishing Line Press, 2017) and Super Rich (Pudding House, 2008). Green is a librarian at Xavier University in Cincinnati, Ohio. Comments are closed.
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