The Summer Days of My Youth

for Carrie

there is a photograph of Carrie
wearing a white thong bikini
that barely covers a body
molded by the gods & fine tuned
by the devil.

when I look at the photograph on a good day
I want to untie the strings of her bikini
with my teeth & let it drop to her feet
& spoil her by pleasing her as I know I can
like no man or woman before me or those
who might follow me could ever do.

& that is not bragging but confidence
because I have (if nothing else)
proven I am good in bed.

but if I look at that photograph on a bad day
which outnumber the good days of late
I know she is not a woman who would be attracted
to an older man
especially a beat-up, worn out 1% biker/poet like me
& though I am thankful for those who are
I am tired of one night stands & brainless conversations
after we are finished sexually.

those are the days, the bad days
when I realize my nights are only going
to get longer & lonelier & as sleep eludes me
I will wonder where the summer days of my youth
have gone.

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About F.N. Wright

F.N. Wright is a Vietnam vet who lives in the coastal mountains of Southern California. He loves, dogs, Harleys, old trucks & women. He has three published novels to his credit, one of which was translated & published in Germany. He has been published in many online & print publications since the 1960's. He more has a monthly newspaper column. Some of the places he has been published are X-Ray Press, Zygote In My Coffee, Black Shark Press, Rural Messengers Press & others.
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