to meet you for lunch. you sit like a thai princess. cold and captivating. you divulge your latest secret. from my eyes flows glacier water. from my soul
sick obscenities. i died eating french fries
in the restaurant on the corner
where you broke me heart. i cried 'cause i bit my tongue
knowing the truth would wash over you
like a rash. annihilation of my self-respect and cash flow
before my eyes - right here in this booth. through this blinding hatred i see a lady on my right. she winked at me and said