So...

So what do you think of her?


Hmmm...
Not my usual type.
Too skinny, not overly tall.
Still...There is something about her.

Can't put my finger on it.
But there's something...

Something that makes me want to
   Drink whiskey out the bottle,
   Fuck her up against a wall, then
   Eat cold Chinese food, naked
   And laughing together, take
   A shower, call a cab, and go
   Out dancing all night, sleep
   Too late, and make love all
   Day. Slowly in the sunshine,

Something that makes me want to
   Crash into her, like a hard wave
   On a rocky shoal
   And
   Devour her, like a starving man
   At the end of a long, lonely hunt.

Maybe it's
   The swagger in her step,
   The gun on her hip,
   The sneer in her grin,

Or maybe it's just the way she throws her head back and laughs out loud, like a wild woman, who will live forever and maybe die tomorrow.

I don't know, but there's something.


Oh, is that all?

-- 03/02/2012 1600 hrs, route Phoenix...