morning and nothing else to do
I wake up with the sun light hitting
my left side
I pull the sheet
and for 10 and half seconds I stare
at my girlfriend’s legs not the tits
(they are pretty good, too)
its noon
and I don’t have coffee and what is more
important I am out of beer
so I strap the shoes on my feet
and outside everything and everyone
is ugly again;
the mailman looks at me with resentment
like he knows the meaning of the words
sodomy and felching and snowballing;
on the corner next to 7/11
there is a black male tapping his fingers
on the wall and shouting to the chocolate girl
walking on the street:
Heyy,shawty,
do ya wanna one lyrical dush in your bush?
I enter the store,pay for my six-pack and the coffee
and head back home.
my girlfriend is in the kitchen
between her legs is a 12-pack and she is sucking
on the cold bottle
she looks at me;
Where have you been?-she asks
Nowhere.