Priority

Mess up
your locks,
and vomit on all the letters

renew your pitch
and un-twine
your sexy-ass stitches
hands,
pinned up to white blips
& bops
to take in every scent,
and twist her hips 'round

facing
facing dire seconds
before it walks into another catch phrase
kiss her and get
kiss her and get it over with

then you can smile,
or frown
whichever you like

written on 8/8/05