AND I TOOK HER HOME
an inept liar promising nothing would happen because
she'd fought us off for weeks and I'd grown tired
of sticking to my underwear from another unfinished
lunch hour rolling on the ground in the local park
Betty I don't give a fuck about your fiance
I give a fuck about fucking you
so when she went home with me
of course what would happen was a no-brainer
like the Stones song I had no expectations
only hope of fabulous what we got
no strings though I am not Richard Kiley and
she could never have passed for Diahann Carroll,
but it was everything it should have been
and I idiot have been chasing that moment ever since
forty years when nobody owed the other
no obligation a (yes) fucking dreamworld
and you could still smoke in bed afterwards.
KTW/10-26-08
(I suppose I'll try anything once even if it monotonous crassness.)
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Ken Wolman http://bestiaire.typepad.com http://www.petsit.com/content317832.html
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"I have been watching you; you were there, unconcerned perhaps, but with a strange distraught air of someone forever expecting a great misfortune, in sunlight, in a beautiful garden."--Maurice Maeterlinck, Pelleas et Melisande
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