Tuesday, October 25, 2016

the gold tooth

the jersey girl
liked her scotch.
she was skinny,
her green dress would
hang on her
straight down
like drapery.
it matched her eyes.
after a few drinks,
she'd tell you
about the bad husband
the bad boyfriend,
the bad breaks
that wouldn't stop coming.
then she'd open
her mouth wide
and show you a molar
in the back of her mouth that
that was made of gold.
did I ever show you
that she'd say.
to which i'd say no.

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