Tuesday, November 12, 2002


There's a shameful secret
my friend told me once (I think
she was a little drunk).

We were having lunch
at the Mexican-slash-Chinese place
one of those times when our boss
wouldn't miss us.

She turned her delicate head away
and looked at something vague
across the room.

She said that's what she thinks
about all the time,
getting it from two men at once
from behind and from in front,
and she must be crazy,
is she crazy?

I was silent --
I left her alone
for that moment;
figuring out how
I could be one of those men.

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