she tells me.
i'm an ex-con, a felon,
i've done
time in the big house.
i've been
married twice and have
kids out of wedlock.
i'm in rehab.
i've robbed banks,
i've torn
tags off of mattresses.
i've cashed
checks that weren't mine.
i don't know
how to cook or clean.
i've never read a book
in my life.
that's okay,
i tell her, taking her hand,
i'm not looking for
anything serious, or
long term,
something just for tonight.
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