a shadeless lamp
lit her face,
" i'll teach you how to dream,"
she told me in her room
broken and beautiful,
she was 32
red hair.
she had freckles
on her *******
and lost eyes,
desperate grey
eyes
like a coming storm
that offered only heartache.
her name i can't remember.
it was a kind of whiskey,
she loved whiskey.
she said it again
"i'll teach you how to dream"
but i had surrendered
many times
many years ago,
somewhere along
the road
to nowhere
and she passed out during the act
and the rabbit
was dancing in the ditch
and,
so i finished.
"don't you get it," i whispered
through her snoring, my hand
on the door ****
"we were ******
broken
a long
long
time ago."
the screech of the garbage trucks brakes
and out the door I went.
tonight she'll have her arms around
another lonely man.
Santa Fe at sunrise
no better place for feeling so low....
Mar 9, 2023
Mar 9, 2023 at 2:01 PM UTC
a shadeless lamp
lit her face,
" i'll teach you how to dream,"
she told me in her room
broken and beautiful,
she was 32
red hair.
she had freckles
on her *******
and lost eyes,
desperate grey
eyes
like a coming storm
that offered only heartache.
her name i can't remember.
it was a kind of whiskey,
she loved whiskey.
she said it again
"i'll teach you how to dream"
but i had surrendered
many times
many years ago,
somewhere along
the road
to nowhere
and she passed out during the act
and the rabbit
was dancing in the ditch
and,
so i finished.
"don't you get it," i whispered
through her snoring, my hand
on the door ****
"we were ******
broken
a long
long
time ago."
the screech of the garbage trucks brakes
and out the door I went.
tonight she'll have her arms around
another lonely man.
Santa Fe at sunrise
no better place for feeling so low....
