Saturday, June 23, 2007

Hard-boiled

Smoke another one, she said
You're never more a man than when
___you've got something long in your mouth

I sneered
Pulled down the brim of my hat
___The winter rain was waiting like a shark
I said
You shouldn't open your mouth as much
___as you open your legs
___
it's a lot less becoming

She slapped me
___or tried
I caught her hand in midflight
___A dove murdering a hawk
Be still,
___I told her with a kiss

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