Punk Nona

Rookie (Oct 1983 / Canada)


I hate the way your smell lingers on me
after I spend a night in your bed
Our bed; you slipped up and called it that once;
I pretended not to notice.
I pretend a lot of things.
You leave the light on for me in
that small aromatic room
otherwise I may just trip again. Stub my toe.
Scream in muttered silence.

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