online, a dating site for singles.
we agreed
on a Chinese restaurant
at the edge of town.
she forgot to tell me,
until after
the egg rolls arrived,
that she was
still married
to a steelworker
who
threw hatchets for fun.
we're separated, she swore,
with a twinkle
in her eye.
she was waiting for me
in the lot,
in a truck.
a Ford F-150,
with her leg hanging out the window,
which i took for some reason
as a good sign.
it was a nice long leg,
pale and smooth
with a cowgirl boot
at the end.
we had mai tais,
and orange chicken.
it went well until her husband
showed up
wielding a hunting knife,
causing me to run like
an Olympic sprinter
through
the kitchen.
never saw her again.
i still shake my head though
over the leftovers
left behind.
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