On Assignment

On Assignment




We met in the Secret Service,

On our first assignment

we were briefed on the case

of the kidnapped shoe.

At lunch Sebastian came over

to talk about life,

the one we see and

the one we live

but never evoke.

He took his shoe off,

demonstrated the kidnapping.

Suddenly, he brushed

my elbow with his finger.

I found myself undressing,

promising him every satisfaction.

All he needed to do was allow me

to care of him for one year.

If his desires were not fulfilled by then

he could be unfaithful with any woman.

I would watch them ignite my bed, humiliated.

John?  Sorry Sebastian,

I was picturing the shoe

on wet asphalt.

©  Sergio A. Ortiz, Publisher:  Flutter Press, 2009