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SHORT ORDER

I took my girlfriend to your last poetry reading,
     she said.
     yes, yes? I asked.
     she's young and pretty, she said.
     and? I asked.
     she hated your
     guts.

     then she stretched out on the couch
     and pulled off her
     boots.

     I don't have very good legs,
     she said.

     all right, I thought, I don't have very good
     poetry; she doesn't have very good
     legs.

     scramble two.