for 3 weeks straight
she called every night
looking to come over
what did I care
I had nothing else going on
I’m not sure why
I never considered myself
a great lover
but one person’s trash
is someone else’s treasure
so maybe I was hers
there would be very little
in conversation
we would strip down
have sex
make some noises
smoke cigarettes
like the orgasms were
all that great
and then just lay there
that was the most real
I ever felt
as her finger tips gently
gently moved
up & down
torso to chest
and back
she would then try to talk
about “us”
future plans
likes
dislikes
I would pretend to listen
as I remain in my own sanctuary
morning would come and she would leave
just as she came
with very little conversation
the phone stopped ringing after a while
I wondered what happened
I guess I should have paid more attention
to what she was saying
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