Lost One

If I asked God to take over,
I wonder if he’d be willing

or would he laugh

and give me the finger.

“Not a chance,” he’d most likely say.

Because I’m so lost
and there is no hope.

Wake Up!

Humble yourself,
you stupid idiot
and don't let him go
Because he’s all the man that you need
He smiles at comics
and rides the subway with his mommy
A tough heart, yes
but he’s real sweet
if you settle in
and rest on his knees
You’ll see.

Rebound

I bet now I’ll taste you for at least six months

like in the morning,

no matter how long I brush my teeth

or when I shower,

even if I decide to eat my soap

with every meal,

like an added spice,
there you'll be

and it’ll take great will

to keep from vomiting

“it’s like I’m making love to you,” you said that night

all enthusiastically

so giddy like a kid

and I closed my eyes really tight to pretend

you were anyone else I’ve ever been with

“Mmmhmm,” I fake-moaned into your brown ear

as I cried

and you didn’t notice

Dirty Thirty

I didn't cry
like I thought I would
and that's all that matters.