Simple Sentences

Tanks of diesel and thick denim, bare girth arms goose pimpled – he’s cold.

Blue eyes lurk under a baseball cap morning, a mouthful of fruit chewed with molars.

Simple sentence of a man. They all are.

A kisser of kisses. A smeller of smells. A longer of longings. A flinger of flings all flung now.

And me with no longing for longing left.