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My Life With You

Greg G. Zaino

You say I’m cruel-
and always leave out the good parts.
The good parts of you and I;
your ‘finer qualities’ as you’d say.
Pardon my omission, madam.

Here’s something for you.

In our years together-
“You were the best piece of ass- I ever had sober.”

How’s that for a finer aspect-
of our exchange in misery and murder?

Before we collided-
I thought your brand of perversion,
only happened in the dark-
on stained motel mattresses.

In the dark-
stinking of liquor and cigarettes,
my lips still tasting of vagina at sunup.
In lightless rooms with tramps,
I’d never telephone- or see again.
In the dark,
with my trashy mouth pouring over-
filthy sex words- my seed spilling on your stomach.
Words you’d give as well as receive.
Words you devoured- with perfect fingernails.

Your brand of sex-
I had with drunken swine, feet behind their ears.
You know the kind-
the kind without a conscience.
The kind of screwing I had with bar whores.

A chick all fucked up on booze and coke-
in full collapse of reason,
had nothing on you sweetheart.

You sucked a mean pole my darling-
had a lot of practice
and enjoyed showing off your aptitude.

You’d lay that pussy on wet and heavy
and strangle my dick in your gums-
enjoyed being the pig.
That was the best component of ‘us’

The high-quality ‘us’ I had with you- this I’ll share.
It was your bed that kept me there.

Hope you’re not displeased.
After all- I offered up something fine and memorable.

You always insisted on,
the “Fucking Truth.”

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