from Moscow,
calls me
on the phone, WhatsApp.
it's six o'clock
eastern standard time.
she asks
me what i'm wearing.
i describe
my jeans
and t-shirt, my boots
and hat,
which makes her laugh.
i'm dressed like a schoolgirl,
she says
seductively.
and i've been a bad girl.
i didn't do my
homework.
i have no idea
what time it is there,
but she wants
to play
on the phone.
she says there's no men
there anymore,
they're all off fighting
in that stupid
war.
if i was there with you,
she asks me,
tell me what
we'd do. tell me, my American
cowboy,
but make it short, i'm
really tired
and i'm hungry too.
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