Wednesday, March 28, 2018

Columbus, OH to Crossville, TN via U-Haul

She antagonized his lethargic manhood
I wouldn’t call it brave
truly last ditch
He was not awake enough
to take the air out of a room
so when he left
no more tippy toe
is what I noticed.
It wasn’t slow.
Dad’s not home,
smelling leather, lipstick,
& smoke.
misses
her rusty laugh,
a donkey/Buddha hybrid,
brawling
the murmurous sludge
of her new man's night cap voice,
followed by a U-Haul.
and a Chinese restaurant
that served
biscuits & gravy

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