RICHARD WILMARTH

 

molly

was

 

 

one of those

what is the meaning of life

women

asking unanswerable

questions

giving me her

phone number

and the possibility

of seeing her

on saturday

 

 

 

what

does

she

look

like

with

her

hair

down

 

 

when we met in the bookstore aisle

it was pulled back against her skull

tight, obviously dark blond

 

she was thin

wearing black

large blue eyes

 

seemed pleasant enough

when we shared hot tea

but i kept wondering about her hair

 

and if iíd ever get to untie the knot

that she seemed to create

so carefully

 

 

 

fair

is

fair

 

 

red cloud

is on a

10-cent

postage

stamp

 

i guess now

weíre even

 

letís forget

about the

genocide

 

 

 

shit

luck

 

 

jesse rode up on her bike

hair all blue orange blond

i told her i liked it

she said you have my number

i called the next day

got her answering machine

i havenít heard from her since