TEA AT MILKA'S 1964

A BOY AND GIRL AND HER MOTHER ONE BREAKFAST TIME IN 1964

I see her
by her house
dressed in jeans

blue & tight
with white top
tight fitting

she's putting
out garbage
she sees me

Benedict
I didn't know
you were here

Milka's smile
is so darn
infectious

I've just come
on my bike
coming in?

she asks me
sure why not
I reply

her mother's
in the kitchen
washing up

she sees me
& she smiles
her wet hands

give a wave
like a drink?
she asks me

sure I say
Milka says
I'll get it

you sit down
I sit down
& watch them

both at chores
Milka's mum
is cuddly

standing there
I watch her
she's like a

Rubens dame
Milka says
how do you

like your tea?
how I like
my women

I tell her
& that is?
she asks me

moodily
just like you
very warm

with body
her mother
soft chuckles

Benedict
you're naughty
she tells me

turning round
her bright eyes
drinking me

Milka gives
me the tea
& sits down

with her milk
drowned coffee
& we talk

of our day
(sex maybe
if her mum

goes shopping
on her own)
her mother

dries her hands
on a towel
then sips tea

by the sink
as Milka
& I talk

& sip drink.