My family's miserable love
is like finding a pile of money
engulfed in flames. We're happy
to have it. But what to do with it?
Sis told my mother 'I think
he'll off himself soon.'
But that worries me less
than the dream I had two night
ago. This girl, I knew, she
pressed up against me. Hips
and legs exposed. A glowing.
She gave me pause, which I took
to the waking life. And I wanted
her voice on the phone. Her breath
on my neck, like it was before.
The funny thing about a first
impression is you can only make
one. And she murdered me at second
sight. Born before the wrong war,
she resembles a dark Jayne Mansfield
with better taste in films. We never
passed the opening credits,
but it was the best movie
I have never ever seen.
