Refresher

She turned to whoring, out on the streets, with all the love inside her
Said Nancy
I wasn’t listening but what I think you meant to say was…

Said Rosamunde

And then they both did a little dance
Which made the air crackle
A proper pair of fairies
All dressed up and a jig.

The testament came from without
As this was not a scene from the dimensions of human vision
But they danced in many minds
Carpeting the Burberry felt of hard wearing headspaces

The musk of sweat and their hands entwined
To wring out the bad thoughts that life leaves behind
Granting wishes dealt out of old sins
They go about their work

Mindfully, we empty overnight
And the skill of their hands sometimes
Passes over our bodies through wives and strangers alike
Lady spanners laughing ladies’ loving

Not the kind we can keep.
The pool on the floor
Is wet underfoot in the morning
But we feel - fresher.