Monday, January 11, 2010

mcii

The Tonal Vote

“You got the safety
on?”   “Loaded poet
joke, I’ll swan!”
It’s part of want-
ing to be freaked
out, sure, yet I
went home with
him, where he
continued to
(gasp!) talk to
me!   What I
always want-
ed, bar talk in
bed.   So we
made it, I’m
letting it hap-
pen.   His words,
his face, the sin-
cerity, the kisses.
Me sober, but
so damn tired.
“Knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“I’ve got a
bruise on
my shin.”