IMITANDO A BUKOWSKI
She opened her legs and looked at me.
She was high. She was in the clouds.
I was drunk. I was down. I was dirty.
She waved at me. I waved back.
I thought she was a whore.
But I was wrong. She was just high
And wanted me that night.
Friday, March 25, 2011
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