All Poems

What If She Was

for You Know Who You Are

What if she was
the most beautiful thing
you ever seen or saw
or whatever?
Then, what would you do?

Where could you possibly
take her that would
befit her station?

Probably nowheres,
or back to your place.
So, then what’cha gonna do
lay around the house all day?

Just because there’s
nowhere beautiful enough
to take her?

Surely, there must be somewhere
suitable. London, St. John,
the Belgian Congo?

I don’t know.
How about Saint Nick’s Lounge

and then down to the river?

–October 28, 2015

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