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By Misti Date: 2004 Nov 24 Comment on this Work [[2004.11.24.12.27.14293]] |
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more stress this morning and before we even left the parking lot you bitched about not having a car I bitched about the tight parking space and the hubcap that popped off the front tire then you bitched because I threw the hubcap in the backseat on top of the clean clothes then I bitched about how much I hate the cold then we both bitched about the ex-roommate and the key she lost to the car you've already made a payment on but we kissed bye like we always do and when I got back home I looked through your book of poems written in Phoenix and San Francisco found an 8X10 black and white glossy of you with your long hair dressed in black eyes closed chest exposed and your lightning bolt necklace the ever present drum sticks in your hands cigarette dangling from your lips love letter to Tamara scrawled on the back "P.S. Still waiting for Valentine's Day!" then I watched the "Reality Check" episode that features you and Hugh at the Bondage A Go Go I still smile and drool like a groupie and I still wonder what would have happened if we had met back then when you were an unapologetic hedonist on wheels I would have been an eighteen year old virgin who still believed in God fresh outta the box without a single fuckin' clue I've got you now you say you're broken and don't believe me when I tell you you are hot and everything I want and you've got me and I know I'm broken but sometimes I believe you when you tell me I am the girl of your dreams and there is a happily most of ever after regardless of all the lack waiting for us around the track like a good train a train that won't run over our tired broke asses. |