I sat beside my window and listened
to the dragging of heels and drunken laughter
four floors below. I pulled the plug from my outlet
to let in the sound of two strangers having ***,
so I could see if there really was a difference between
what happens between two people and what happens
in the midst of mindless company. I paid the landlord
in Monopoly money. Soon enough, I'll have to pay the rent
of Boardwalk for an apartment on Baltic Avenue.
She told me she'd be over after she ate, but I didn't
want her to rush it. I can wait.
Take all the time she needs
to make memories out of broken bottles
and bent caps. Clothes all seem to melt away
when ***** slides past ladies' lips, but I know my girl
has a Solo cup of tap water between her knees.
That is why I wait for her.