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Dirty Love

John
Dempsey


Dirty Love

The
Broken
Dove



 

stalking you

waiting
under your doorway
trench coat collar
turned
up

wink-wink
of my cigarette
as I inhale
a
hello

exhale it
in your direction

I�m just a drunk, mam
followed you home from the subway
(long legs screaming sex as I trailed)
I wanted to take you,
right there
on the deserted street
Artistic!

but waited

now I�m here
watched your apartment light
blink on
counted the stories � 5th floor
and made my move

took the stairs, 2 at a time
breathless � I picked up your scent
I know that perfume
(you understand, don�t you)
I�m in your hallway
screwdriver
in hand

no need
you�re ready

seems as if
you�re the one who�s waited
standing in the door frame, pink
robe
barely tied
small smile
playing
on your lips

I�m inside
and we tangle, automatically � I NEED YOU
LOVER � for years I�ve sweated, chased you down alleys and through
Hard �
covers
dreamt of you
wetly
with a pen

tonight,
the pen-ultimate moment
for an ideal crime!

(I will strangle you with this affection!)

force
you
to lie down
on this page
and take the shape
in my imagination


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