you…

he always had this nervous laugh…insecurities…as if caught…yes…caught…

telling tales of massage parlors…Russian broads…happy endings…grown men giggling like school girls getting notes in class…go home boys…go home…

away to your Internet porn…the kid down the hall…milk and cookies at midnight…a woman named Kate…secret’s safe with me…

office parties…remarks ’bout women in power and they don’t make ’em like mom anymore and my boy just made varsity and the lawn turned brown this year…do you have a point…

endless talk for the sake of talk…to hear one’s voice above the crowd…all calling-out for a limbo line…how low can you go…

and i will stay here…right here…and do what…yes…what…

write about you….

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