It didn’t work the way she tried it
Like an acrobatic performance
Turning me into a trapeze or a
Trampoline screaming violently
Is this a happy anger circus
Call in the clowns what
Happens next, lion taming?
My legs were jelly and the
More I thought we were
Connecting the further I
Slid away down the bed
Out the door what just happened
Woohoo ride ‘em cowboy
Let’s have a party
Not sure if I was invited
Every moment leading up to
An accumulation of
Emotions that were present
Because they exploded
From the womb like a factory
Of bliss waiting to kiss
Every part of you or him
Even eating you alive
More mascara less blush
A tavern for cocktails
Before and after with
Moody music
Something to look forward to
Do better make it worse
Something to look forward to
Cigarette on the back porch
Nothing left but the wishes
Of a gypsy after the cards were
Turned the vibe left us
Both wrenched
Better off friends
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Poétique 