Went To Work The Next Morning


She left me light .. I gave her a mile-

She showed me the city .. I gave her a pound of dirt-

She laughed in the nude .. I gave her my last undershirt-

She understood good fiction .. I wrote her a poem

She got sick from my kiss .. I bought her a priceless idol-

She provided music I listen to fondly,
I broke two moroccas in her name-

She bathed next to my breathing,
I drained the tub in honor of her breasts-

She bought an animal for ten bucks,
I lost the collar that used to be our shelter-

Shelter from dank scents of a time when love was trite.

I loveD her and never told her.

We exchanged reality and 
Went to work the next morning.