All the trouble
kept by a phone full of receipts
-you don’t check up on her much;
as she wears a pretty blush on those cheeks.

And she looked
at his hands and feet, trying not
to denounce his name, but ever growing
jealous of his fame: all the girls know his name.

Who knows,
how many he’s actually touched,
and walked them all to his quiet house
much less than he does with this current girl