i am near the end of my shift
washing the floor with an electric machine
a woman appears in a bright pink top
with no back and says, "we need to talk."
"you can't leave
finally my life
feels right with
you"
-but i bought my ticket-
"i don't care, I'll rip it up"
we go to the loading dock
to have a smoke, she kneels
between my legs
"i'll do anything just stay."
NO
she slaps my face
"I hate you."
Later...
I smoke a joint
pry her legs open
feel for wetness
she cries and cries
I give her a magic word
she will not use
we do not sleep
she goes to work
and i follow
looking for a new residence
in the woods
in the heart
of the city.
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