memories shouldn't sneak up on you
levees fail
to hold back the water
and let go the salted rush
the leaves fell off the trees in one windstorm
you screamed, i cried
we used each other,
and then you were gone
i went down on one knee
your father pulled me from the mud
i hated you for leaving me
to lay with her in the rain
it's the colors i remember most
blue canopy, gray sky
mahogany against astro turf
red clay on widow's black
still haunted
by the way your legs
stradled her twisted chrome
and studded seat
I got drunk one night and fucked one of them. I don’t regret it
then it was two, then three and four...
i dosed myself with bad medicine
faceless men
in scuffed leathers,
blue-black hair
i needed the ride
my hands are freezing
i tuck them under crossed arms
hugging the stranger in the mirror
i haven't laughed like that in ages
i was rescued by a six foot two Cher-a-like
with boobs better than mine
and a voice deeper than charlton heston
booming an eleventh commandment
"nobody puts baby in a corner"
I learned it from the kettle
when the heat is on
and pressure builds
blow
then have a nice cup of tea
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