Problem Child


We settled
near each-other
on the floor
– it was the best place –
near the door
in to the next room
that we hardly used at all

And we squeezed
of one another
and we laughed
and fought and kissed
until we nearly
fell asleep where
one ought not

And she smiled and
bit her lip
while we drove
all the way crosstown
to where she stayed
on weekdays

and what it was
I can not fathom

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