the uneven score
when she
tells me
she’s been everywhere
she can't return to.
She says of Naked Lunch
I’m rereading for
the fifth time
and she never.
as the air
but its her entangled
sentences free of meaning
that suffocates any chance.
but these drinks
are shit” she says
loud enough
as the bartender passes.
I tell her”
but she
shakes her head
“this is somewhere else”
she says as her eyes
flash boredom has
reached close proximity
so I leave…
kiss for luck
I play my best game
of pool in months
while she drinks
on my tab.
talks better than I
orders her more drinks
& further damages
what’s broken.