Thank you, Madam Beautician,
for use of the recliner
I’m so relaxed watching you
tease my lover’s hair
and listening to the chatter
of women who’ve forgotten
their men are not around
Do you think she and I
could sleep here tonight?
We will be the only two left
The new age music, lotions,
candles and fingernail polish
have left me quite somnolent
It would be so nice
if you could sit between us
for a while and read a story
We could lay our heads
on your lap and dream
about witches and ogres
Sing us to sleep then, will you?
Tomorrow is Sunday
and with the shop closed
for the day we could doze
as long as we want
Before you leave, all we will need
is for you to switch on a nightlight