so i can rest my elbow on her hip
by LateNiteFantasy©
at one fifteen
I am all cracked
out
on cigarettes
and beer
and caffeine
and beef jerky
which I chew
very slowly until
it doesn't taste
like anything but
dead animal. My
eyes
are glazed over
from watching too many
cartoons and I have a
headache from not
drinking enough
beer to get a really good
buzz.
i suppose this poem
is a welcome distraction
but i'd rather have
my girl to curl
up against,
so I can rest my elbow
on her hipbone
and nestle my hand
between her small
breasts and sleepy
slip
into warm dreams
that smell like
the lotion she
rubs on her legs
after a shower.
