there was a knock at the door
and it was two pretty women
seeking to demonstrate
a famed vacuum cleaner brand
with a free carpet cleaning.
Now this exchange
did not move along super
smooth because my native tongue
is not theirs nor theirs mine, though they
knew mine better than I by now know theirs.
Now had I been a single man
and a younger man or
at least an amoral man
I would’ve certainly invited them
to please enter within so to show me
how thoroughly they could
no doubt cleanse carpeting.
But being a man who is not single
nor at all an amoral man
and that the one they needed
to speak to about this was not
at that moment at home, I
assured them I would pass
along the offer and gesture,
and asked they return another day,
to which they indicated
names and numbers were on
the coupon thing they’d handed me,
and I said Okay,
well I’ll pass it along
and maybe you’ll get a call.
We bade adieus
and I tried to make my imagination
obey as well as the deep inside
masculine response team who’d been dozing
but certainly did not doze now;
but I made them obey and behave
as I closed the door and made to return
to what I’d been doing which called
for a walk across the apartment floor,
when I was bade by a voice to stop
so I did, stopped, then looked down, around.
Wait a minute – we don’t have carpeting.