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Jalopies
Delicia, why have things gotten so complicated?
We fight love like graffiti, our bodies painfully
unmarked. I've seen the best mouths in this city
never rest.
Seen them crumble like cookies in swinging lunch
pails
Hurled across lunchrooms like mashed potatoes
Lost in tug of war.
Seen them driven like hopped up Mustangs
Drag racing over cliffs full throttle
Insults flooring the gas pedal.
Seen them freeze shut
Lipstick clinging to teeth,
Chewing their
bottom lip when they believed they were alone.
Seen them drown in constant noise
Chatting hairdos
Their teeth falling like rationalizations.
Seen shiny lips shroud lollipops
And eat their young who never smile, their mouths
ugly,
Forgotten in pictures and orthodontics.
Seen them explode with anger
Then laugh like jackals
Roaring above the questions.
Seen their bones crash on cement
With clenched fists, teeth rattling
Like old tired subway doors, going nowhere.
Seen them crammed full of money
Getting twenty five bucks for a blow job
Gagging on forceful erections.
Seen them whistle for Jimminy Cricket
Then quote obscure
bumper stickers
To passers by.
Seen lips scatter like crimson wax
From a snuffed out candle.
Seen them praying
Lips moving silently eyelids shutting
The street's hiss out.
Seen them drink
Screeching laughter
Banshees fall.
Seen them grin like Robert
Passing his number down the bar
Scribbled on the back of a tired coaster.
Seen them love
And lie to themselves later.
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