To Cocky and Carless
You said hi leaving the locker room,
Dimples, you're beautiful, my beloved
trustfund hippie, a nap sounds really good.
You are the tallest guy at the Endup
and you got me into Slide, I got you
a rum and Coke. The promise and tears,
your reflection, you liked my hair,
you said, you're a real down
to Mars girl. Hold your breath twice:
I want to make a collage for you.
We had butt sex in the boom boom room.
Do you know Cathy Richards?
It IS supposed to be.
Poem Channeling
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