She lay back
On the bed
And spread her legs

And looked up onto his burniing eyes

"I love you , Jim , "

She said

----

" it's George" he said

/--/

Well-----whatever
-/-

And she spread her legs wider and closed her eyes
-------

After he was thru with her and was gone

And the ECSTACY was slipping into

Mere numbness

She started
Contorting her version for her

HELLO POETTY account of her life

The story of how the BRUTE

Terrorized her into Lonliness

And then took advantage of it
---

(---She was very proud of her duplicity---!)
---

To preserve the feeling

She drank a pint of *****

Smashed the empty bottle
On the table

And cut her wrists
And
Pretended to die

This she did in imitation of the powers
Of
Love  and understanding
---
She thought to herself

"My
Hasn't this been a
Productive day!"
---

Got her cell phone

And called up another *****
Lonely guy