Mood: Fair to Middling
Drinking: Sweet Tea
Teeter
There are more days now
when I know what I want
and even the threat of your
teenage years cannot dissuade me.
All that stands between us
are pink pills and a precipice.
Last week a transvestite named Erika
stole my bicycle right out of the garage
at three in the afternoon.
And I keep thinking he is lucky
she is lucky
they are lucky
you aren’t yet around.
Already I have begun
to brandish a taser
on trips to the laundry room
but if you were here
I’d be packing more heat –
blades, bullets and brass knuckles.
If you were here
I’d be willing to kill.
-Lo, who’s not afraid to use it.
LaDonnaWitmer 