thinking he had seen it all in Japan;
his Asian gf had never been to Asia

thinking of becoming a Buddhist;
his gf was devoted to the Yankees

[eating sushi every night until feeling
it was like ******* on a mermaid]

she wanted him to do sick things to her
holes; seldom even making it to the bed;
on the floor w/ her mouth open begging

[he met a dealer who thought he was cute &
his work shocking; her clients all wanted his
work over the couch of their second homes]

on some days they brunch together at a
bistro in the Village where her enemies
could see her eating w/ the cool art star

she thought his gf was a dizzy **** &
told him so; she's not my gf said
the painter bringing the dealer back
to the walk-up studio where they
made a lot of noise she had to hear

[most nights they had dinner together]

she couldn't get angry; he wasn't
her bf just the nice guy next door

the painter keeping up the fiction
that the Asian girl was his gf b/c
making the art dealer jealous she
paid him more money than his ****
would ever legitimately be worth

[she'd invited him over to watch tv &
made popcorn; he sat sketching until
wanting to taste the butter on her lips]