I promised her not to tell you but it happened to me too.
We met on the fair streets of an enchanted island. We fast-tracked the foreplay and fucked till Sunday. And in all the fun, what we gone done was hit the home run. Three weeks late and we knew we were testing fate. And then when we were sure we fucked some more.
I told her about my weak eyes and my heart murmur, my impending diabetes and my darwinian demolition. I told her about us being on the dole and about unemployment in a city whose language we didn't speak. I told her about the perils of being a single mother, about my yearning for the monk life. How much I felt used cuz she did and I didn't.
Saturday, November 04, 2006
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