While she's getting her
hair done, I'm in the
pub where the bartender-
lady is hung over,
playing Alanis Morissette
unplugged
and asking me without a word
not to speak to her
but listen quietly to
would you forgive me, love,
if I danced in your shower,
and I'm more than happy to
sit at the bar with a pint of
lager and break radio silence
by whispering
got any Eva Cassidy?
as she looks up from her coke
and whispers back
*I could marry you. Yes.