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Childhood Flashback #2


brushing my girlfriend’s hair

I think back to a time

when you let two men on top of you

one after the other

& how you wanted the money upfront

like any smart prostitute

and how my anger grew

as one of them walked out of your bedroom

with his workboots in his hand

zipping his fly

and how my anger grew

as he went through our kitchen cabinets

& dresser drawers & stole a camera

& some eight-track tapes

while his buddy was still in the room fucking you

and how I came into your room

after they had cum & gone

and how you sat on the edge of your bed

brushing out your long red hair

and how sad it was

they didn’t stick around

and do it for you

and how they probably

didn’t even kiss you




[Originally published in NHS 1991, http://www.poetspath.com/napalm/nhs91/index.html#9.]