"When we get to New York City, I'm gonna ******* like you've never been ****** before!" - Charles Bukowski

2/5/2015

weeks maybe even
a month? two months?
ago I'd crossreference
you in everything I wrote
As if my thoughts were some of
My pieces.
Actually, upon retrospect...

Remember when we snuck out
That June Tuesday and remember
When I told you in November
We should sneak out to the city

yeah, and make out in the middle
of the street and make
everyone uncomfortable*
you'd said with a smile

Yeah. Tell me something about new
York.
And so then like in the letters which Id tounge in cheek proclaimed Fitzgeraldian

You'd give a sentence like those
Elementary school games finish the story and you'd say

"brightly lit apartment"
the place is **** but the rent is cheap and we get by with our degrees.
"lots of flights of stairs up"
I Would read the idyls of Daphnis and Chloë at bed
"Why do you like that book so much"

Never quite got to finish that story,
But it's cause it reminds me a lot of us
I'd always say with no elaboration

But remember I said I used to
Always write about you and now
Did you know I forced this?