Heidi Update (sort of)

"Nuzzle me there"

she said,

"where my hair

 

has been shorn

by the clear-cut

Of chemo",

 

and I did

tickle her

nearly

bald top

 

with gusto

and care

 

until thoroughly

pleasured like

a curled kitten

asleep

 

she did float

cloud-ward

up through

 

the soft night

sky into dreams

 

of orange poppies

a’wave in sweet

breezes

 

while friends

with wigs

romp gaily

 

through fields

of grins.