A Screw’s Loose

It was the thought

drilling through his head.

Really, she said, stripped

on first base, this is my bed,

cardboard domino’s and Papa

John’s breadstick poking his face.

What was he thinking–oh,

she’s f@#king with my head.

 

 

 

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