"The English Teacher"

By Meg Simpson

See him sparkle
glisten
in the setting afternoon sun
The erotic, soggy man.
He fell in the lake.
--pantless...
I jogged down the path
I felt this primal urge
I saw him there
glistening
I took one step
then another
My body was doing things I was not aware of.
Before I knew it
he was in the lake again.
--pantsless...
The dripping, steaming english teacher
sparkling in the afternoon sun
He pulls his way up like a fallen call girl in a big city puddle.
I approached him again
He read my mind
His voice screamed "No"
Yet his eyes screamed "Yes!"
He landed in the lake one last time
--pantsless...

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