LEGS

The woman whose husband refuses to love has beautiful legs.

Her legs walk across the square in clean tights.

The woman also has a bag and is wearing a green jacket on her stroll.

Her lovers are me, three boys, and an old woman.

We sit by the square in trousers.

The old woman is actually wearing such a long coat that it can’t be seen whether she’s wearing a dress or trousers but at least it’s clear that she’s not blind when the woman with the beautiful legs walks across the square and speeds through her door.

Her mysterious door to her even more mysterious office.

I imagine she takes off her clean tights and puts on another pair of clean tights once she’s inside, and hangs the first pair up in her window by the square.

For us, her lovers.