Archive for September 26th, 2008

Lovers & Friends / Women & Men

Friday, September 26th, 2008

Lovers & Friends / Women & Men
(I wrote this over the past 2 days. No.. I am not cheating on the wife, nor have I.)

She freshened up,
turned and said,
“I’ll let your bredrins fuck”.
I just shut up,
thinkin’, she’d been pimped for just enough.

(We parted ways).
I ordered wings from hooters,
honey glazed.
Me not amazed..
she was selling shooters,
moving trays.

But we equated -
plus me minus money
buying booze,
equalled getting faded
as my oldest denim blues.

I folded tens in twos,
she bent her waste to lace her shoes.
Dudes were watching places
they thought they could stick and move.

Soon enough,
we were back to spooning, wrists in cuffs.
Lubing up, tooling,
Drinkin’ brews in Dixie cups.

I asked her after
why her acts to bate a master mattered.
She sat up quick with laughter,
Tried to get her answer gathered.

I told her “Nevermind”,
Like Kurt and Courtney kinda Love.
Shoot, I would draw the line
so long as she would sign above.

(My younger brother urged me
“Bry, don’t ever save-a-hoe”).

She was “waiting” for her boyfriend,
and had “just a day to go.”

‘Cause “He had gone abroad for school,
just coolin’, shootin’ rock.
Local college jock who had the whores follow and flock.

And we’re engaged”,
(had I known I would’ve parted ways,
instead of making waves to beat her heart and part her legs).

But I digress.
She layed in bed,
her head next to my chest.
She took a breath and gathered what it took to tell the rest.

She said,
“When he gets home tomorrow
I won’t be a wreck,
checking all his texts to see if evidence is left.

The president’s been set,
we won’t be meddling in threats.”

(She swallowed tears and laughed
like every truth was all in-gest… ed).

“I only wanted
our relationship to be the best.
Try to pick it up where him and I
had always left…
…it.

I can’t expect it to be smooth when all the stress… hits.
But I won’t ask him ’bout the girls that he had slept… with.

‘Cus I’ve been fucking mans
I’ve come up with the upper hand.
Brothers leave a bitch with dick
but not a crutch to stand”.

(I was feeling used,
seeing blue,
Heart pounding purple).

“I’m not tryina be hurtful,
It’s just a case of role reversal.”

I let her up,
had better leverage to the cup.
I took a sip and watched the bathroom
door behind her shut.

She had her mind made up,
never adorned the cover-up.
I adored the womans worth
and paid no mind toward the slut.

She cracked it open,
ass and back no longer really showing.
Me putting on my Polo socks
had barely got a toe in.

She said,
“If he was out there fucking everything that walked,
And playing pipe with bitches more than posting with the rock,

then everybody’d say he was
just acting like a man,
And I’m the whore?
be., I don’t understand.

It’s the excuse of where your fucking gender stands.
Damn.”

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