burstandbloom

Romantic Notions

I was writing bad checks
at the bar
she made her 20 dollar
bill
into an airplane
slung it into my drink
and as she walked out the door
she told me she was sorry
i lost my job

i figured a drink would taste better
with a 20 dollar bill in it
but it wasn't really better just different

my new job was 300 miles away
from her and consisted of
dreaming and writing
writing and dreaming
too often though
i dreamt that i was writing
and i lost that job too

the only thing i was ever good at
was loving her
she hung up the phone when i told her that
and then i remembered i always was good
at expressing my feelings

the next time i saw her
she was naked
sucking some guys dick
letting him fuck her
"real fast"
because she had to get up on stage

i was hungover
but i knew the difference between
alcohol and love
this was mostly alcoholic

i stopped loving her years ago
when i left her the second time
for a congresswoman
i went back to her
but i didnt love her anymore
it was just routine
i got pretty good at leaving her
unfortunately
ahe was pretty good at being left

i pulled that drunken slob off her
before he could cum
and kicked him in the head
which actually made him cum
i dragged her naked
right through the front door
of the "Titty City" bar
threw her in my front seat
reached in my pocket
and pulled out a 20 dollar bill
shaped like an airplane

i told her i didnt want it
it reminded me of her
and i got some crazy heartburn
whenever i looked at it

and in my front seat
naked
with a little beer spilled on her
some premature cum on her
and life stains all over her
she told me that 20 dollars was
for that last meal we ate together

i told her i wouldnt leave her anymore
i never could get her out of my head anyway
told her i would pay for all her meals
from now on
if shed stop whoring
and she said she come home
if only id stop writing
so i diD.