Monday, August 22, 2016

poem of the day 08.22.16

the lady exiting through the basement

the lady
exiting through
the basement
of the apartment building
gussied up
for a friday night in america
catches me
wild haired
scratching my ass
dumping wine bottles galore
and six plastic vodka jugs
into the recyclable receptacles
stopping short
she stares at me
like i’m some strange
and unknown beast
then walks her tight little ass
out into the night
her perfume choking
the atmosphere
i think
i’m sure
she thinks
she knows me
better than
i think
i know


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