shit from an old notebook vol. 2
we were caught
unaware
by the corrosive capabilities
of cola
and i (think i)
claimed to be the king of memphis, tennesee
but i was only kidding
they don’t let bad men rise to power anymore
…
she touched her purse
after she sneezed
as if it would help her
gain her composure again
while i was busy watching her toes
which peeked like cleavage
down out of her shoes
…
stratford
upon avon
upon my hands
upon my lap
i ask the waitress
for the time
because i’m feeling the need
to get back to basics
a hearty breakfast can only get you so far
so i waited outside
the part of the movie you never see
asked her for a stroll
we made it downtown
everything was slow
went into a shop
that was fresh out of record players
they always said sinatra was connected
i’d like to think we all are