breathing, counting   he came pounding   thrashing, ringing   shook the ceiling   humming on the brass door   first floor   swilling, tilting on a fruit jar   in my bathrobe   strobing, flashing undone out the bathroom   laughing   gather plaything   lets uncoil him   cut him up   and leave him swollen      and they call me young hussy   so call her young hussy      cringing, crying   on the doormate peeping, speaking   through the mail slot    dodging forks    from out the window    listening humbly    for little tip-toes    slipping, hiding    climbing higher    out the awning    barely dawn when    she came close    kissed me gently    he watched boldly    without hurry       they call me young hussy    so they call her young hussy    and that makes us two    and it makes us so lucky       breathing, counting   he came pounding   thrashing, ringing   shook the ceiling   humming on the brass door   first floor   swilling, tilting on a fruit jar   in my bathrobe   strobing, flashing undone out the bathroom   laughing   gather plaything   lets uncoil him   cut him up   and leave him swollen      cringing, crying   on the doormate peeping, speaking   through the mail slot    dodging forks    from out the window    listening humbly    for little tip-toes    slipping, hiding    climbing higher    out the awning    barely dawn when    she came close    kissed me gently    he watched boldly    without hurry       breathing, counting   he came pounding   thrashing, ringing   shook the ceiling   humming on the brass door   first floor   swilling, tilting on a fruit jar   in my bathrobe   strobing, flashing undone out the bathroom   laughing   gather plaything   lets uncoil him   cut him up   and leave him swollen      cringing, crying   on the doormate peeping, speaking   through the mail slot    dodging forks    from out the window    listening humbly    for little tip-toes    slipping, hiding    climbing higher    out the awning    barely dawn when    she came close    kissed me gently    he watched boldly    without hurry       breathing, counting   he came pounding   thrashing, ringing   shook the ceiling   humming on the brass door   first floor   swilling, tilting on a fruit jar   in my bathrobe   strobing, flashing undone out the bathroom   laughing   gather plaything   lets uncoil him   cut him up   and leave him swollen