looking closer at the soles of her feet
you must go away and never come back
she said then she kissed me
and kissed me again
her husband
was my best friend
her lips were
my nemesis
the fire we shared
was the icy heart of betrayal
made fluid, helpless,
in the warm tunnel of wanting more
It Happened One Night
I shared a stage with Hitler
He hogged the microphone stand
Later at the after party
We didn’t have much to say
To each other
He was kind of shy
Just after closing time he got up to leave
I waved goodbye
He turned around and whispered in my ear
“
We can’t all be rich
but we can all be cheap”
I pondered Hitler’s maxim,
ordered one more beer,
Our waitress was wearing a silver G-string
and two plastic nipple caps.
Consumer Society
You have
to pay
to be
After The Big Bang
I could smell
My arse on your
Smiling lips
You looked great
You smelled
Even
Better
[END]
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