she pulls me
aside and says hey.
enough.
just kiss me and be done
with this
dame, this babe,
this broad,
this catastrophe that you
crazily mistook for
love. so I do.
I kiss her, i
put my arm around her waist,
I listen and absorb
the wisdom of what she
says. just slap me,
throw a cold glass of
water into my face,
I tell her,
if I even begin
to go off the deep
end ever again.
I have the ice water
ready, she says.
no problem.
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