He wraps his long arms around my neck and rubs oatmeal
on my face with his face and then scuttles
away like a crab with his arms stuffed
down his shorts.
Nee nee nee.
Today is off, and it is He and I and we are tied to nothing.
Rolling around, getting things done.
Goofing off.
No school or work, just like nature intended.
Dates are great.
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No dick heads please.