I Wonder Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

Focus that rage
West Texas cowboy boots
Plaster walls falling down
Her silk dress like Hyde Park in London
Amsterdam with a blue eyed girl
My guitar plays like a psychiatric couch
She hides behind a flowered wall
Cults of biochemistry
Slurs with no subtlety
She kisses me and loves when I'm hard

Her minister is a CEO
The church factory is building another wing
She wants me to convert
We dance like the civil war
She hates the Doors
She reads everything on Karen Carpenter
We like each other
She agreed to counseling with me
I believe in God but not her tea party church
Her mother is a recovering alcoholic

I wonder if her father raped her