Hunk dream

(Not about language. Instead, a little poem on a dream I had the night before last, no doubt inspired by coming across a newspaper story on Brad Pitt.)

Hunk dream

Sean Connery came
to my door last night.
The mature Untouchables
Sean, not the
slick young James
Bond. Had a sexy
smile and a good line.

I asked him
in, he stayed the night,
melting away in the
morning, saying only
that the seasoned,
mature Brad
Pitt would be
along soon.

(He kissed
beautifully. We
wrapped around each
other in sleep like old

a nice man on the
phone said a friend had
given me a
subscription to
Hunk of the Week.
I am
Delirious, waiting for


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