JULIE ANN STEVENS

Last night it was Eddie Murphy in the bedroom with the candle stick.

And I’m not talkin game of Clue. 

I wake slightly amused, remembering I’ve got my annual exam this morning.  Is it possible there’s a connection between the black cohosh I’ve been taking and this suddenly star struck libido of mine? 

I add it to the list under the topic of “supplements.”

Then cross it out and make a new heading.

“Deficiencies.” 

How many moons has it been?  I’m not sayin. 

But I am countin.