my grandfather at 103

randy romanian

born with a hard-on for life

the women who passed near

even now nursing home housed

suffered endured smiled laughed

at his roaming hands up their skirts

down budging begging bosom blubber

to be harassed sagging nipples sucked up

violets popping through warm spring earth

made to quiver between raspy puckered lips

blue veined forefinger probing prodding

gooey gummy grimy earthwormed flesh

to resurrect a feeling flutter flickers flow

wheelchair tires entangled causing alarm

a victimless crime really yet the FBI lacking

those posing existential threats to the globe

took him away

spoon in hand

a gulp away from slurping savoring

a bowl of celebratory fish head soup