Cheryl Townsend



ANOTHER VIEW Ron promises he won't smoke. Kisses tobacco across my lips. Argues his case and threatens an interruption...or close to. He leans into my car window. "C'mon Cheryl..." he says. Repeats. My room is reserved. He is drunk..stoned.. but not immaculate. I have not drank enough. I am virtuous. I grab my stick shift, engine purring, drive past my entrance.

ABOUT WANTING TO TOUCH A STRANGER I stood behind him in line to get my pretzel Blue flannel and Cool Water It was his ass first a perfect ass as I looked up from my pocket extracting cash The right height above thighs that know fatigue and I wanted so badly to exert them To touch his broad shoulders hold his thick arms to smell his sweat drip unto me I thought of apologies excuses "I thought you were somebody else." with a familiar stroke shoulder to elbow Just to feel the curve of strength Tight flesh Firm firm So fucking firm I am nearly dizzy with wet estrus He turns The line is long Brown eyes take mine take me Take Me Squealched Again Again A dark brown curl invites my finger my hand to brush it from his forehead Replace it with foreplay lips should he lean down Lean down baby No one here knows we are not already lovers and we don't have to be after now Just lean down Let me kiss your brow Let me feel your arms Pet your chest Cup your ass into my craving Dry hump me in the vacant hallway It's just around the corner His smile again makes my panties stick makes my nipples point Just now Just give me now Just Give Me Now

JAVA I had enough coffee today to fuel a basketball team but I can't shoot no more and I never could dribble

Untitled My stapled gut numb & aching where they took my legacy and fear where my smiles and tears evolved month to month That epicenter of frail facade stapled shut Its extractions leave me with life merely as it is

EMPATHY/ nah His wife left him for sober nights and better promises Four sons spin circles of allegiance and his reign reins are free but drop to his side a cliche & he kisses his cigarette goodnight

I BLED in drips stepping into the shower and watched it mix down the drain Red soaking everything I used to contain Bled heavy in stirrups and raised Clots like liver I bled Still Ripped Torn Open Lying back and counting One Two Three Four

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