she, the jury

she liked to be
dramatic
tossing her long
red hair back
and say things like
it's curtains
for you buddy,
if you don't
straighten up
and fly right.
i'm drawing the line
in the sand
right here. she'd
say, pointing at
her flip flopped
feet, a cigarette
dangling from
her pouty
lips. don't
cross it again or
you'll be pushing
up daisies. of course,
this would make
you laugh
and shake your head.
she loved mickey
spillane and couldn't
put his books
down once she got
into them.