ODE TO MARY JANE

You fell from that careless man’s pocket that hot summer night. I took you in from off the street. Everything has been hazy ever since.

Sweetheart, come sit beside me. Don’t be like that. You know I need you. Besides, where will you go, darling? I’m all you have, dear. Come—let’s make up. I’ll be gentle. Let me breathe you in.  

                          ——-———

Everything was beautiful while I was kissing Joe. He’s moved away; I’ve grown boring. Cologne brings those nights back. Mary has helped me forget me them again. The club we danced at is gone. Joe was the only boy who’s slow kisses gave me closure.

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