so what

let me out of this
2nd floor apartment
with two bedrooms
and a narrow corridor
full of mice
running around like lost children

“that’s it baby, come here” I told her
she meowed
licked my hand
and took off her skirt
my Greek goddess
my beautiful whore

too close
so I got rid of her
threw her away
like you get rid of an old shoe
there, I’ve done it


how about I sleep here
next to the washing machine
with my tongue
rooted in your mouth
soaked in my madness

Thank you for coming to see me — help me to write more if you like.

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